Tell Me I'm Wrong

Too tall to know,

too small to see. 

Too impatient,

to ever be free.

The escape hides,

and none will seek.

All who wonder,

lie too weak.

A silver-gold path,

to show my way.

  If only- If only, 

I knew night from day.

A nickle, a dime,

either way I've done time,

because of my crime,

to love too divine.

For I, so simple,

live a life of regret.

For I, so anxiously,

tend to forget.

"Life is but a dream," they say,

and I live in a dream everyday.

Now can those who hear my words,

understand my thoughts in thirds?

That, my friends, is how I see.

That, my friends, is how my mind talks to me.

It tells me what I wish to hear,

and that is what I often fear.

Does anyone ever see me there?

See me wishing to go somewhere?

For I, so awful, wishy-wash,

lose focus on reality.

For I, so awfully awfully lost,

don't know when I am being me.

For I, so tall,

never know.

For I, so small,

never see.

Author's Note

I don't know how I made it look like that.

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[FateDictates]

a great creative work..nice work..well done..