The Dreamer

Weaving a long-lost dreamer into a starlit sky,
You said things were fine,
What a time to be alive!
Remember when life was simple?
Neither do I.
You think too much!
What does thinking too little look like?
Racing headlong onto cobblestone streets,
Dancing with bruised feet?
When I was young, I was told to dream of the impossible!
Now, I’m told I have impossible dreams.
Sounds unfair, but okay.
…We live in a society!
Yes, yes that’s all I hear you say!
But the universe is kind
If you let yourself feel the vibe,
You might just see,
How beautiful we’re meant to be.