Lost in dreams,
lost somewhere are my thoughts,
It lingers proudly through my mind,
It isn’t linked to the real world,
Maybe a fairy tale, maybe a real tale to say.
I hear, I listen but i don’t do anything according to that.
These thoughts just happen to be crossing my mind.
Be it a hahaha or a ow! pity me.
Be it a as fast as a hare or as slow as a tortoise.
It’s thoughts, the thoughts that make me.
The thoughts that break me.
Yes? Break? Yes it does to make me more strong.
The thoughts are just mine.
I live and will keep living with it until my last breath I take.