I tried to walk I tried to talk I tried to fly I tried to yell
But my feet were locked But my legs were numb But my tongue was still And my lips were locked
Was I trapped in a dream? A bad dream for sure I mustered no emotion Except fear for my future
My eyes couldn't blink And couldn't move My arms, fingers, toes Also locked tight
And then as people stared My heart began to glow From the warmth of their smiles Shining on me and my pedestal.
From a dream I had where I could figure out why I was unable to do anything except observe. I guess it would be considered a nightmare but I remember the feeling I had of joy knowing people were enjoying me like this.