I am a independent dreamer
I wonder where life will bring us  
I hear the sounds only within us    
  I see the day go by like a puzzle
I want go back to the old game  
I am a independent dreamer
I pretend to be strong
I feel lost in wonderland
I touch the walls from the inside
I worry for what’s to come
I cry about the present
I am a independent dreamer
I understand now is not forever
I say it will be all ok
I dream for the later
I try to live happily
I hope for the solution
I am a independent dreamer

I've been looking for you all around

I can't find you in old photographs
And sometimes I can't reach you by phone
    But when I look in the mirror and see my smile

*I know I've found you

I'm not that bad of a guy
at least no one can say I never tried
is there something wrong with my mind?
just because I cry when I watch Frankenstein?

I find myself walking around blind
sometimes I see them run and hide
"look out!" "he's not our kind!"
I feel their torches burning from behind

maybe I'm just ****** up inside
people ask me if somebody died
I tell them "that's what I'm trying to find"
the body of Frankenstein

https://soundcloud.com/gary-loftis/the-body-of-frankenstein

you don't understand how long some people have been here
you don't understand the changes we've seen
you don't understand how much we've longed for the people to
be who they be
you don't understand how it breaks our hearts
to see such infighting
bought to our world from other pages
used to back biting
you don't understand, for us
that have believed from the start
that Hello Poetry was once a place
where we always laid our heart
we gave over our life to this place
we endured every change
when you see something different here
know we have suffered more than this strange
once upon a time
in an awesome time and place
when people googled
Poetry
they found this space
they found inspiration
they found laughter that never ends
they found confidantes and a place
to plant
a never ending garden of friends
So if you're from another site
drawn here by the skin of tooth
sit a while in our midnight garden
and I'll speak to you a truth

Hello Poetry has been my best friend
for over 5 years, and all the friends
I've found on here, they've danced beneath my laugh, and held onto me so tight
that if I ever fall so wrong, they'll make
it all right

And that's the saddest thing
about Hello Poetry today...
is that most don't try
to make true friends
really real friends
or interact with them
in any meaningful way