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.