Patiently waiting for my dreams to become reality
To finally let the water fill my cracked soul
To let the birds fill my heart with song
Let the summer sun warm my pale skin
Hear the wind rustle the trees hanging above
Feel my bones mend together from your love
I want to feel all of that...
Why do I have to wait for my happiness?
Why do I let others dictate what I do
Why cant I just let myself be free from hate and fill my heart with love and adventure
Soon, maybe
Maybe someday soon I will let my worries go
Maybe someday soon I will look out at the world and smile
Maybe someday soon I will let myself live...
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Dreamland
PoetryDreamland: the only place I can truly be myself, which is something I'm not sure I know how to be in reality
