Dream Life

                                                                                                                      He works.                    She works.                 they split bills.             his hobbies are video games.         her hobbies are reading and Facebook.          he leaves her alone to her hobbies.          she leaves her alone to her hobbies. at night time they watch illegally downloaded movies together                 or stream one on Netfli...

                                                           I'VE LEARNED that I cannot keep making homes in other people.   I tend to wear their words   as rose colored glasses, and hang onto hopes that one day they'll deem me worthy of staying.        See I thought, that maybe if I tended to their gardens,   If I loved them hard enough,  or cared for them through thick and thin,       that eventually     it would be reciprocated.   Because that's all we really want right? For someone to love us just as much as we love                    them.            To be shown we matter.                be respected,               ...

                                  The free bird leaps on the back of the wind and floats downstream till the current ends and dips his wings in the orange sun rays and dares to claim the sky. But a bird that stalks down his narrow cage can seldom see through his bars of rage his wings are clipped and his feet are tied so he opens his throat to sing. The caged bird sings with fearful trill of the things unknown but longed for still and his tune is heard on the distant hill for the caged bird sings of freedom The free bird thinks of breeze an the trade winds soft through the sighing trees and the fat worms waiting on a dawn bright lawn and he names the sky his own. But a caged bird stand on the grave of dreams his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream his wings are clipped and his feet are tied so he opens his throat to sing The caged bird sings with a fearful trill of things unknown but longed for still an...

                                            I was never meant  to be kept in a  cage or anything that resembles one. I was never meant  to be trapped or enslaved by anything. including my fears or my addictions. I am not just meant  to fly...I am meant to soar. I must remember to  never let anything  enslave me. My life is too important. I am brave girl I was born to fly free.

                                                       So many people walk this earth, With purpose in their eyes, But in their heart of hearts they know, What they're living is a lie, The alarm goes off at 6am, Like every other day, So they can walk into a job they hate, Because they need the pay, All time does is take from them, But it never seems to give, Always waiting for the day to come, When they finally start to live, I'm all too scared that one day soon, I'll become just like the rest, Only walking with crowd, Because my dreams have been oppressed, That one day I'll look back on life, At the opportunities that I missed, And realize I never truly lived, All I did was just exist.