Its in the deepest hours of the night
When my mind wanders.
It tells me things to say.
But yet I still ponder.
I have yet to let my words flow.
I sometimes become afraid,
To let people know.
To show them the real me.
Dreams are an obsession of mine.
They make me really see.
What thoughts affected my day.
And who is important to me.
Oh what I would pay-
To see my dreams clear as Dasani.