Twisted DreamersA Poem by BrooklynThey say my mind is kind of twisted I suppose the jokes on me Who would ever believe? Do fairytales ever come true? Is it stupid of me to dream? That’s why my mind is twisted But that’s why I believe I believe in the dreamers I believe in true love I believe there is a God who is bigger than me Who cares if it’s twisted? I don’t, nope not me Think what you want Say what you must But one day when I’m happy And you’re sulking in doubt You’ll be jealous of the dreamers Who always believed
© 2014 Brooklyn |
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