On a Dream

I sit quietly,
Staring at the sun,
wondering what has happened,
where has my life gone,
It's passed by so fast,
Like a piece of hay in the wind,
I can just look back,
And remember where my life began,
It started in June,
Of the year 1998,
It was so joyous,
It was so great,
Now I sit around,
A girl at the age of 16,
Lurking, waiting,
Wishing on a dream

I like to write, but it's not always good. I write to keep my mind off the catastrophes in the world, and to keep my depression from showing. But I enjoy sharing my thoughts with people. Hope you like them all.

Last updated February 23, 2015