OldDreamsA Poem by EstelleI miss the old dreams. Playing pretend and dreaming fantasies.When I was young I used to believe That boogie-man hid in closets Butterflies were really fairies in disguise That mermaids lived at the beach And snakes were really dragons I believed that elves lived in forests Gnomes lived in tunnels Dryads were goddesses imprisoned in trees I believed my cat was a handsome prince under a spell When I was young I believed That if you cut me I would shine brighter than a star And the wind whispered ancient secrets That only I could hear Now that I'm older I laugh at my past self And worry about tests, grades, and teachers I rush around trying to fit in be perfect I forgot what it's like to be you And instead compare myself to others Try to live up to everyone else's expectations I push my own goals back and try to be like others When I can't I hang my head in disgrace Not caring that I'm losing face But sometimes in the dark whispers of night When there is not a sound to be heard I dream of fairy tales and far way lands I talk to dragons, fly with fairies, dance with nymphs Sing with dryads and meet my prince I defeat the evil witches and flee from the boogie man I cower against the shadows of night But dance by the fire with gypsies and elves When I awake in the morning I resign myself to the drudgery of life And wonder wistfully how my childhood passed by And still I keep a fire in me That fuels on my daydreams When I was young I used to believe © 2014 EstelleReviews
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2 Reviews Added on June 30, 2014 Last Updated on June 30, 2014 AuthorEstelleAboutHeya! I'm Estelle. I've been writing since I was in 5th grade and love it. I also like reading and receiving prompts or requests because they're fun and I like making me people happy. I love weird thi.. more..Writing
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