Something I wrote Today....

Had a crazy dream last night, spoke to one of my closest friends this morning about it and she really inspired me to write this poem. I feel the need to TRY to express my thoughts through poetry, music and art.......well enough about me, just read.

My Dream Differed

She said she's so proud of me/

I said proud of what?/

She said "proud of your dreams"/

I said "why?" I can't talk about none of the things I seen/

She said "NO. Your different. You aren't living

your dreams, your not even living regular life

....you fly somewhere in between"/

Now that's deep.... She's over shadowing

my thoughts with her thoughts so unique/

But im tryna tell her that she doesn't understand,

just try being me for a day then go to sleep/

These dreams aren't for the weak, far from fun and far from soft/

Shit, if I could I would just sleep with you holding you close, with my dreams turned off/

Bcuz u are my dream....or at least the one that I constantly want to have/

...put it this way, I want your son to call you mom and call me dad....(she laughs)/

.....I wake up, "oh...it was only a dream"/

How could the world be so cruel ..and the lord so mean to allow such love filled dreams?/

The way my lungs sponge the haze, and my eyes beging to bleed/

Makes shit funny bcuz they think im going crazy, but its making my mind free/

free of dreams....

....Fuck

....I once had a dream of me watching myself jump off a cliff....I guess the message was for me to
stop dreaming...