As I wander through life I'll stop to daydream that instead of people that surround me they're dandelions and I'm standing tall above them and walking through the field in which they're planted, but as I'm walking I see something bright in the distance floating in the wind as if it were dancing, floating higher than my arms can reach... I start to run towards it and that's when I see... Its a purple daisy, So bright and free, as It dances in the wind I attempt to cut in, but It needs no help no partner to dance with... I want to catch it and keep it, to show the world that there's beauty out there... but... its gone just as fast as It came, floating with the wind that carried it my way.