Do you dream when you fall asleep?
Do thoughts of me go that deep?
Am I the only one that crosses your mind?
Even if I am not one of a kind.
Do my eyes elude you now?
Or is that too much to allow?
Am I more than just human to you?
Or am I just food to see you through?
Do you dream, and think of me?
Am I all that you can see?
Do you dream, and wish for more?
Than just for life to be a bore....
So small is the hope in me,
That I am too blind to see.
What exactly makes me so great,
Why others seem to relate....
Maybe I just see the genetics,
Or is it all left for others to be synthetics.
Am I to fail at everything I try?
Will I make an impact before I die?
Will I ever see pass my mirror reflection?
or will I just suffer with self rejection?
Will I fail, to grasp anything at all?
When will I begin to fall?
I ask this all, not knowing the answer.
Yet, more questions spread like cancer.
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