What is in a dream?
I really don't understand.
Why it pushes us to find ourselves?
Why do we desire to be anything
but normal in life?

As I stare down the empty street,
and I have closed my eyes as
the bitter wind blows against
my skin.

I know this road and it is
the road of my hopes and
dreams.

I have walked this road with some
help from many friends, and all
these times I have always
faced this road alone.
Is this life?

To saunter through the world
like a shade and try to burn
the brightest amongst the shadows
on the wall?

I remeber the rebellion, the confusion,
and the sadness that defines
my shadow on the street floor.
I have a dream and yet I wonder why
I do not wish to be less then ordinary.

12/24/2002

Posted on 12/25/2002
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