chasing the miles
she runs down her path with grace
so sure-- of what she wants
what she's capable of.

hunting the hours
spending hers in stride
after the one thing she can change
the future, behind her eyes.

looking in the distance
the one she's planned on
the one everyone has planned on
the one shes expected to go to


Stopping short of the finish
one step--that's all she needs

to live her dream. Their dream.
to be all they wanted, expected.

A smile comes across her face,
as she steps from the path,
walks away from their finish line..

and runs towards hers.

it's not that reality's boring
dreams just show me the way
it's not that reality's not welcoming
but in dreams I wish I could stay

it's not that the world is painful
but in dreams there is no strain
it's not that the world is judgmental
but in dreams I can bathe in the rain

it's not that society's uncreative
but in dreams I can paint with the music
it's not that society's not surprising
but in dreams I never feel basic  

it's not that life is too limited
but in dreams I can walk on the sun
It's not that life isn't enjoyable
but sadly, my dreams are more fun.