When I dream I go to another world of wonders, a world filled with hopes in the form of soft clouds and beautiful singing birds,
Where things I’ve always wanted to do but can’t are made possible, where I can be what I want without any fear, without any judging eyes or comments spoken in whispers from other people I don’t even know.
When I dream I see a world built of bricks made by the aspirations and desires of so many different people,
I see a world nobody else believes in anymore.
When I dream I go to a fabric home woven with love by those that are trying their best.
