I stand up to start my journey
I dream of flying
Of soaring and touching the sky
I take a few steps
Something feels different
I open my eyes
It’s a different view
It’s cloudy, dark and I’m confused.
I’m looking for my yellow road to my dreams,
So desperately and so forlornly
Hope rises like a wave,
Only to ebb away
And then, continuously follows its tide like nature
Will I see my dream, my silver lining anywhere?
Friday, January 18, 2008
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