Hopes and dreams and stuff
1.Best part of last day was
the coffee,
Followed by lunch break, need
energy…
The third place – taken by 6
o’ clock,
When I headed home, like a
ship to dock.
But…
2.One day I’ll come up with a
novel so good,
It will make all readers feel
misunderstood;
One day I’ll sing so that all
souls break,
Used to have a good voice,
there’s no mistake!
One day I’ll paint in silver
and gold,
All those things usually
untold.
I’ll donate to the unlucky
teens,
‘Cuz I know what’s like to
have expensive dreams.
Until then, it stays in the
back of my head,
Where all the beautiful
things are mislead.
