Perspectives

I am the child,
Looking at the world with wonder,
Watching all it captivates me,
My dreams my imagination.

I am the dreamer,
Reality holds me no sway,
The night my constant companion,
My dreams my imagination.

I am the single mother,
Each day I live with scorn,
I fight to build all that shattered,
My dreams my imaginaton.

I am the superpower,
The world my playing ground,
My wild ambition and hunting ground,
My dreams my imagination.

I am the forsaken vagrant,
My home the streets and stones,
I struggle each day and get none,
My dreams my imagination.

I am the forlorn lover,
Wating each day for love,
I live on that sliver of hope,
My dreams my imagination.

I am the victim of war,
My daily life broken in pain,
I linger on the sorrow of loss,
My dreams my imagnation.

I am the crippled lame,
Body scarred in permanent guise,
Each day I live by courage alone,
My dreams my imagination.

I am the mental imapaired,
All things are just so simple,
Kind love sustains me each day,
My dreams my imagination.

I am the automaton,
I just do as I am told,
My brain is washed and emotions devoid,
My dreams my imagination.

I am the drug induced,
Each day has really no meaning,
My reality in bottles and angeldust,
My dreams my imagination.

I am the simple writer,
My life in words and prose,
I live each day musing and inspired,
My dreams my imagination.