To wish for a wish, To break bread with you. Maybe one day I can be, What flies in your dreams. At night I think and wonder Why can't I be. What I am. I'm always down trodden.
You always know Where you're going, What you are doing, why you are moving Around like you do.
So hopeful, so bleak. I hope there is space for me In that confidence. I pray for nothing, Just...please.
Im doing a thing...writing poetry in like 5 mins and under. + No editing....ill come back to it one day with true fresh eyes. Hopefully something better will arrive from that.