• I had a dream,
    but some how
    when life hit me
    it disappeared.

    I looked everywhere
    for it,
    hoping to gain
    back some
    humanity.

    Asking around
    didn't help,
    nobody cares
    for dreams,
    you see.

    Society laughed,
    Peopled glared,
    the world seemed
    to hate my
    poor dream.

    After years of
    searching,
    old age had
    taken me.

    My dream
    found its
    way back
    to me.

    And as my
    last dying
    wish,
    I will give
    you one
    final
    kiss.

    To tell
    you that
    your dream is not
    worthless,
    because you
    were
    mine.

    all along.