Dreaming is so much better than reality,
Sweet violins echoing in the distance...

Screaming as loud as I can,
It hurts yelling so loud...

Cascades of sounds as sweet as candy,
Deep as a roaring tiger...

A rose is lying in a field,
All alone...

I long for the first day of the rest of my life,
There will be true love, true strife...

Dear Man of My Dreams,
I know that I am unknown to you...

We were so close,
The best of friends...

I'm going crazy with lists and schedules.
I'm only sixteen...

Why do I do this to myself?
I know it is impossible...

Spreading the news of Christmas cheer,
Gingerbread houses and sugar cookies...

My first boyfriend,
Although I was not your first you were...

What is a poet?
Is it someone with a bunch of failed dreams...