DreamerA Poem by Brooke MillerMore upbeat. On a positive note.Stronger and lightly fighting. Holding down hopes and searching out light. Becoming something I never dreamed of being. Standing here blindly seeing. I am someone. I am dreaming. Can't a lay a finger on prices or hope. One day I'll make a show. Scream out things I've held inside. Show the world I've been alive. Have faces see the one they ignored. Show them all I am something more.
© 2011 Brooke MillerAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on November 26, 2011 Last Updated on November 26, 2011 AuthorBrooke MillerOcala, FLAboutI'm a Caucasian, eight-teen year old girl who lives in Florida. I have high hopes and low dreams. I really want to get a book or novel published before I pass away. I have a great sense of humor and d.. more..Writing
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