why is being a dreamer a bad thing?
what is wrong with imagining yourself in a better place,
in a better life.
at least i can lift my head above all the water
that drowns you daily
at least i have the courage to imagine
where i can be
where i will be
at least my mind has the capacity
to know all that i am possible of.
dreams take up the same space as quadratic equations and iambic pentameter,

so stop being upset
when someone calls you a dreamer
and say, with a smile,
hopefully you can be one, too.

the end
isn’t the end.
well, it is
but only of that story
a means to an end
is only the beginning of the start

fingers flying on her keyboard while she writes,
lost in her head.
chewing on the end of her pencil,
confused
twirling her hair absentmindedly,
intrigued
biting her cheek as she reads, turning the pages,
anxious
eyes twinkling, seeing the red “A” on the english paper she cried over,
happy
all the things that he loves
and she would see that,
if only she would look up.

A euphoric experience,
A crutch.
Blaming anger on the coffee,
Blaming insomnia on the coffee,
Blaming heartaches on the coffee.
Filling you up only to drown you out.
The fix is only temporary,
And the problem isn't in your cup.
Oops,
Did I spill the beans?