i dream i can fly
soar in the sky
feel the wind in my hair
i dream i can love
like the heavens above
kissing on the stairs
i know i can hate
like it was my fate
to never feel like they do
i know im not the same
i no longer feel my pain
but i cry as if on cue
i wish i could be
what the others want to see
but i dont want to fake
i wish i was free
to just be me
not another factory make
i dare to be different
i dare to be true
i dare to fight
to be just me.
to be me.
i just got back from the mall. where the barbies line up to be the same. hope you like itDid you like this poem? Write one of your own!


