Happiness

People whisper, people stare

They all thought I was so strange

I said hello and I said goodbye

So people's bad days could just go away

 

When I was little my life was perfect

Filled with princes, princesses, and unicorns

But look at me, what about my whole memory

I'm sorry but you just can't be mad at me

 

Though I didn't have many friends

Zero Zip to be exactly exact

Was my fantasy my friend? 

Would my friendship ever end?

 

Of course we all know the answer

My fondest days were when I was sleeping

So there are no unicorns on earth

But mabye there could be if I just keep believing

Reviews

[Justin Tobey]

I can completely relate (as you know ;-) ) I am always thinking about things from a fantasy point of view, and as a child, my wild imagination kept me occupied when I was lonely. You portrayed things here very well, and I do agree that belief in something can make it be true, at least on a spiritual level. A very good write that brought me back to my past (and present).

[PoetryXpressions]

Imagination and dreaming a big part of everyones life...helps us all survive. Beautiful write. Thanks for sharing.

[Dawn]

This poem is fantastic, and really brings out your imagination and how you feel about things.