I was a dreamer
- Jan 18, 2019
- 1 min read

I was a dreamer
I was born in a messed up time
and belonged to this messed up people
that did what they had to do
for their own benefit.
I used to walk every where
daydreaming
Believing in lies that would suit me
Living in my own bubble
Still a dreamer
I never dealt with emotional issues
I smiled instead
I tried
I jumped
I existed while I was invisible
I dreamed about a life where I was grateful
I trusted myself
and I was capable of achieving anything I wanted
I loved
I was heart broken
I fell and I stood up many times.
I run a marathon in high heals
to sit in the same spot
over and over again
The one I kept running from...
"Confront it..."
there's that distance voice.
don't wait for your last breath!
Deal with it,
Growing hurts
It takes bigger steps
Requires courage
And takes believing in a higher force.
Is possible...
to be who we want to be
if we change, move, get rid of, act and believe.
I was a dreamer
and was told so many times
that my dreams were tales.
And even with my broken wings
I was not defeated
I never wanted to be anyone else
I wanted to be me at my fullest
While some dream and chase material
I just wanted to be FREE in me...
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