I know that I live in a world
Not altogether real
But to me it is
It was pointed out
Manifestation creates
Do not deny
Dancing in the fairy dust
Flying with my head
In the clouds
Is easier
Unsure where to land
With my feet on the ground
The question has always been the same
Why do I have to land
What is the point of
Being
A part of something
I am not
Have always been told
You are different
You are the special one
Trying to believe
Not holding on
Wildflowers don’t care where they grow
She told herself
I will not be denied
So many truths
Taken as my own
Corralling
My random thoughts
Not an easy task
As easy as it seems
I will not turn away
Thursday, November 5, 2009
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