A DayDream

I sit and watch the sun rise,

and see the look in his eyes.

As I start to see, 

He's not happy with me.

I don't want to be sitting in the street,

staring at my feet, 

sitting in the dark night

saying my prayers in the streetlight.

I don't know why, 

But I always see a dark sky. 

I'm full of motivation,

to get an education.

But when I'm in my bed 

there's something in my head, 

that a day's going to come

when I won't be able to write a simple sum.

It's such a dreadful sight

To see me in a fight.

I want to live the happy life;

where there is no strife.

But I'm not afraid anymore.

There's no matter of the score.

It's time for me to do things myself,

and leave my past on the shelf.

Author's Note

I was 10 when i wrote this. I kid you not. I finished this on the seventh of June 2011