hiding, holding deep beneath the sand
seeing another world behind closed eyes
afraid to grow up, take a stand
live the life given, so afraid, she cries
so many adventures lived behind closed eyes
but so many lost in real life
she lives a half life
here...but not...and always wishing
wishing for that on the other side
so, lazily she lies, dreaming
from the world...she hides
...in many others...
behind closed eyes
This poem is about me. Sometimes I feel like I'm walking around, my eyes glazed over, my mind in another world besides the one I'm walking in. My imagination always exploring other places that I've read about or just dreamt up myself. It's hard to force myself back into reality. I think my family even realizes that my mind is always adrift. I've decided to try to rein it in but keep it free at the same time by learning to share these worlds with others, by writing. I hope I can succeed. Wish me luck. :)
~T~
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