After a long day
I entered my room
And closed the door
I let my face
Hit the pillow case
I started to dream about
A wonderful place
A place with no reality lace
Beautiful butterflies having a race
A kingdom made of candy
Somewhere to make you feel dandy
I looked at my reflection in a pond
I looked with less tension
With more affection
I was like a fiction!
The place had a big circus
It was so dazzling
It can take you up the surface
I walked with bare feet
I walked freely
Nothing behind me
Except my galaxy hair like indeed
BEEB BEEB BEEB BEEB !!
Ugh
I hit the alarm
I'm at the stupid reality again
But it's ok
I can wait
My free spirit one day
Will wander freely
On her own way
My bohemian art will be in galleries and everywhere
My music will be played all the time
I will not walk I will dance all the time
That's who I am
That's my dreams
That's my high self esteem
Nobody can take that part of me
Simply
That
Is
Me...
YOU ARE READING
Beyond The World.
PoetryBeyond the noise of the world there's a stairway leading to the basement of a fantastic world.