My Dream

My dream is to someday be 

everything I used to see

I used to believe in me 

now I can't even breathe

as I get by everyday working

going through motions, lurking

searching for more things 

to fill my time and give me wings

I want to be able to fly 

reach up and find success in the sky

but somehow my reality 

has become my casualty

I go about my days 

living from pay to pay

But I will continue to hope 

that I can someday gloat

about how I made it through

keeping hope and finding new

finding success 

like finding a dress 

as it sits there awaiting me

to become all that I am supposed to be