Saturday, March 10, 2012

The Real Me

Taken from my mind
are dreams I wanted to know
are slumbers I wish to have
are friends I once loved so much.

Now filling my mind
are nightmares I did not want
are bars to keep me locked in
are restraints that bind my wings.

For I will never fly
heading into a pale blue sky
for I will no longer soar
I live the life I abhor

Forever I long to be
on a cloud, oh so free
but never do they see
who’s inside, the real me.

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