It Was A Dream

Sat, 03/19/2016 - 21:39 -- pahaha

Most of the time I find it hard to sleep.

Then again, black out into a dream.

Soon awake and lost something I couldn't keep.

It was a dream that is denied in realty.

It was a dream that I find it hard to sleep.

It was a dream that I couldn't keep.

Mesmerized and illusioned.

Doubts and judgment got my head polluted.

I couldn't keep my dream and it's outragious.

I lost it because I wasn't couragous.

Without fighting, I regreted...

 

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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