I am not good.
I am not good
at this thing
- we call it Life.
I wish I could
stop dreaming
this big.
But I shall not.
I wish I could
explore the souls
of all who exist(ed).
But I can not.
I wish I could
make you out
of clay and feathers.
But I will not.
For I am a dreamer of impossibilities.
and I am merely one natural girl.
For you are one of my improbabilities,
and there you are
- my untainted pearl;
my gift from an invaded world.
So, I may not be good,
but I feel that is better.
Dec 31, 2014
Dec 31, 2014 at 8:00 PM UTC
I am not good.
I am not good
at this thing
- we call it Life.
I wish I could
stop dreaming
this big.
But I shall not.
I wish I could
explore the souls
of all who exist(ed).
But I can not.
I wish I could
make you out
of clay and feathers.
But I will not.
For I am a dreamer of impossibilities.
and I am merely one natural girl.
For you are one of my improbabilities,
and there you are
- my untainted pearl;
my gift from an invaded world.
So, I may not be good,
but I feel that is better.
