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.