Sometimes I Write Stuff…
I want to hibernate, and hide away from the world.
I want to illuminate, and soar like a bird.
I want to live like a queen, and enjoy life like a pauper.
I want to learn lessons, without help of a tutor.
I want to write the words, that no one else said.
I want to feel light as a feather, instead of sink like lead.
I want to be touched by hands, that were made to touch my skin.
I want to see the vast oceans, and dive deep within.
I want to capture it all, but remember how it made me feel.
I want to survive till I’m wrinkled, and hope my dreams become real.
I want to be needed by others, and to need them in return.
I want to set the world aflame, and never feel the burn.
I just want to be happy, feel content here on earth.
And maybe if I’m lucky, you’ll find this all out first.
