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by Phoebe Mar 15, 2006 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
I feel the walls around me closing, And trapping me inside my dreams, In a world when everything is good, And nothing is quite what it seems. In this world I call my own, There is no one to bring me pain, No longer do I see clouds of gray, I see sunshine, instead of rain. The rainbows are beautiful, And the sun shines so bright, Upon me and around me, I've never seen so much light. I don't curl up and hide anymore, I run around, laugh, and explore, And I can be happy for as long as I want, After all, what are imaginations for?