My Little Art

Daydreaming

I can't think, or is it that I can't stop
Fantasizing constantly, I am always dreaming
Filling up too quickly with hope, I'm going to pop
This constant state of wishing that's streaming

I want an explosion, something exciting today
Free my tapped mind from the zone it's kept in
In and out of reality, there's too much to say
I couldn't figure out exactly where to begin

I would rather not share the thoughts held in me
For fear of judgment, no one would understand
A world of mixed colors another eye wouldn't see
For them it would be too wild, or too bland

I let myself bleed it out onto paper
Feels so good to put it away
Confiding in a journal is much safer
Save it to go back to another day

My childhood friend and it continues to be
The security blanket I always keep with me
Dreaming and reality is not hard to tell apart
I'll tell you, I do it so much; It's become my little art