Sometimes I wish I were somebody else,
Someone far away in a fantasy land
Where dreams are big and no one is denied
But I suppose that no one owns delight
There are things that I've always wanted to do
Like write a book, maybe one or two
But I've always wished that I could have a life
Outside the locked-up gates, I dream of butterflies.
Ignorance kills me like poison always does
Reminds me of the pain that I deserve
Those things, like happiness, I've never touched,
It's a heaven far from the underground hell I live in
Why must everything be so confusing?
Why can't everyone stop forgetting?
Time is of the essence, my soul is running dry
Lost in a minefield of dreams I ignite
Apologies, they never work twice
My heart, it's hurt a million other times
My eyes, they're searching for a life
Somewhere far from the place I currently lie
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Thanks Noor-ul-Horiya, Giselle_PHANDOM, potterheadivergent and SophieAbnegation for the votes and for being really nice in the comments. I hope you liked this poem, I know it's probably a bit early but it's going 3 p.m. and I'm feeling more unmotivated than usual so I figured this might help. Bye! :D
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