As I lie in bed, I find myself lost in my imaginary world,
Where Michael Jackson's music inspires me to move and groove,
In this dream world, I live my best life, with aspirations that drives me insane,
And a sense of freedom that I can't find in the real world.
But as my feet touch the ground, I feel the heat of reality,
And memories of my dreams start to fade away.
I leave behind the fantasy, the magic, and the wonder,
And return to the real world, where life can be tough and grey
Now I'm awake, and back in my own bed,
Where the morning light shines on me, and the night's darkness is gone.
The sun peeks through my window and says,
Good morning Muiz!
And I realize it's time to face
A new day, full of possibilities, and a chance to make it great.
YOU ARE READING
A new day begins
PoetryThis poem is a reflection of my inner world, where I find solace in the realm of dreams. It's a space where Michael Jackson's music inspires me to move beyond the limitations of reality. In this imaginary world, I am free to chase my aspirations wit...
