I am the daydreamer.
You all know me,
most of you are like me.
I keep quiet,
lost in my mind.
Dreaming, yet awake.
I stare out the car window,
everyone finds me upset.
I am not upset just content,
with the beauty outside.
I watch the snow fall, carelessly over the trees.
I watch the birds loose control in the breeze.
I watch the wind turbines just spin and spin and
spin.
I watch it all, just taking the view in.
I am not here,
you can call it space.
Ive won perhaps the lottery up there
or maybe won first place
I am at the mall, no need to spend less.
Here in space,
the possibilities are endless.
I am a daydreamer,
dreaming yet awake.
when life is getting ruthless,
and you start to loose the fight.
you too can daydream,
and pretend that all is right.