The Things of Dreams
When I close my eyes,
I am whatever I want to be...
I am the actress,
Kneeling by her star on the walk of fame,
I am the doctor standing at the podium,
Receiving the Nobel Prize for finding the cure cancer,
I am the beautiful woman,
Striding down the runway,
Tall and thin and perfect,
The New York Times best selling writer,
Known by young girls all around the world,
I am the astrounaut,
Waving goodbye to the Earth,
Surrounded by stars,
The first woman to walk on the moon,
I am the leader of the free world,
Moving people with my words,
Bringing tears to the eyes of those listening.
I am a falcon,
Soaring far above the peaks of the highest mountains,
Ruler of the world beneath me,
I am free...
But then I wake up and I remember,
It was only a dream,
I do not entertain and strike awe,
I do not save lives and dance on the moon,
I can not lead and I can not fly.
When I wake up,
I am still scared and broken and empty inside,
The little girl that cries at night,
These things are the things of dreams,
And that is all they will ever be.