My Dreams

My Dreams

My Dreams

Once upon a time was just that
Now I can’t stand your presence –
Criticizing, doubting, debating –
Every time I tell of my life

As if my decisions were foolish
Were silly, were unwise, DUMB!
Well, I’m living, you’re dead…
WRONG! (Sorry!)

I just want to move away
To a far away land
Where you can’t find me
Because my life isn’t your business

I’m convinced that the reason
You want to know of my life
Is to knock me off the
Ladder and take me from my trail

In my far away land
I see only what I’ve created
And do not think of your jeans…
Yes, all this in my dreams…

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About bognetta

Love has been so much more powerful than other people's control. I think it's all love, but sometimes it doesn't feel like love. That is because so many people are defensive, protective, and do not care to trust in that four letter!
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