Lost In A Daydream

How I walk and

the way I talk

it's kind of funny

like the ticking of a clock

What I dream and 

the things I perceive

are they real?

or are they not?

A walk in the morning

or a jog in the day

do not interest me

for my minds always astray

While thinking about sad

but yet beautiful things

I'm no longer a part of reality

but I'm lost in a daydream. 

Reviews

[Josh Dollar]

I really enjoyed this poem. I like it. Good job!

[matthias]

Got me smiling though...simple and very personal I think...