I am trapped inside of you–
Trapped inside a dream.
A dream you have of me–
Each night by the window
With a breeze cold from the shore.
Each night you sit there to dream
A dream I'm trapped inside.
I mourn your love for wondering
Because you only dream
Of a me I can never be.

Let us stand, hand in hand
Let the waves ***** wash over us.
You cannot walk on water, love
So stay with me instead.

my love for you is sadness
for i am not happy with you
it's not your fault, neither mine
but i'm just not happy with you

you're beautiful and kind
but i feel too selfish to say so
that your discouragement of me
is my discouragement of you.

i'm sorry i disappointed you
i knew you had a lot of faith
but i am weak and you are too
so we gave in to our sadness.

and now i stare into your eyes
thinking what could've been mine
but now we are separated you and i
with a mirror.

Poem.

How bleak.

My poems are empty today.

You called me a child
For thinking I could dream.
But the butterfly gardens,
Moonlit patios and rosey dawns,
And you in the center of it all,
Didn't make me
ashamed of my dreams
It made me
Ashamed of you.

In order to break the rules
You need to know them first.
So that you can break them,
Purposely and on accident.

Because you have restrictions
You want to break them more.
If you just have freedom
You'll find life a bore.

So us poets break the rules
Because we knew them first.