Dreams
.Dreams is life to, daydreamer's ..are people who are shun from, ...Reality is life .... in a way where, .....there is one's, ......own, Dream's .......little things that count in many ........ways, Dreams are Reality...
I wrote that when I was extreamly bord & depressed. I was sitting on my bed with the radio off, my desk light on & a lavander insent burning. Actually i was thinking. Thinking pretty hard on some stupid & odd stuff, one was the fact that I love to Dream. Imagain things, & wish one day to live them!! I ahve a world of my own in my mind, one that I find interesting & all that nice stuff & that is my biggest Dream.
I do have many more Poems & A crap load so short stoires I have writen, with in the past year or two. All describing a Dream or an emotion I have felt, or one that a very close friend has. Sorry I sound of zany, but really if you think hard about it, it makes sence!!!
A Picture of intrest by William Hollingsworth A City Crow-Lit Stars A Nice Picture
Trippy_Trixx · Thu Feb 17, 2005 @ 07:49pm · 2 Comments |