If I were a Jedi
From District Two
I’d spend my schoolyears at Hogwarts
And summer breaks with Lilac LaRoux.
I’d talk books with Lady Jane Grey
And if I were an Angel-Blood
I’d fly far away.

“She’s fearless”
They might say.
But I shake
My head because



One cannot be brave who has no fear.

I’ve never been the type
To hang my personal life on a kite
For everyone to see
It’s just not like me.

But if you were to ask
I’d answer you fast
Because though no one knows it
I am a poet.

When you look into my eyes
What do you see?
A broken girl with nothing left,
Or perhaps even something happy?

When I look at other people,
I see broken dreams and ripped up hopes,
Trapped minds
Bound by ropes.

I want to see
Dreams made and hopes fixed
Free minds
And endless bliss.

But only you can help me.
Will you help me reach my goal?

Little drops of water,
   Little grains of sand,
Make the mighty ocean
   And the pleasant land.

Thus the little minutes,
   Humble though they be,
Make the mighty ages
   Of eternity.

I want to help, I really do
But I don’t like the thought of dying.
Anxiety keeps me on the ground
Instead of up there flying.

So raise a glass to all those people
Who could do what I could never.
By their constant and certain efforts
They make the world much better.

Everyone says I should just try
But I know that I would fail.
And even if I did agree
For my health I’d have to bail.

So raise a glass to all those people
Who could do what I could never.
Like the astronauts in space who quite
Possibly could stay there forever.

Raise a glass to all those people
Who could do what I could never.
Like the people who study volcanoes
Who could rest there forever.

You gave me a watch
You said “check the time,
When we meet again
It’ll be different on mine.”

But I threw it down
And you hugged me tight
Yet I still didn’t want
To say goodbye.

The dust has settled
I know you’re gone
But still I stay strong
But still I go on.

Something about you
Felt different then.
I realize and know now
It was only in a dream.

I passed by you
The other day.
I didn’t know
That we were in a dream.

You came to me
And I knew you
Somehow, I’d seen you, but
It was only in a dream.

You were the best part,
At least while it lasted.
But I must move on, for
You were only in a dream.

I saw you once before
In one of my prettier dreams.
But now you’re actually here.
Is this really as it seems?