I used to cry myself to sleep But now I’m caught on a new breeze I’ve left my old dreams And found a new me I used to walk down the street Looking for friends who weren’t looking for me But I left my old dreams And found a new reality I found a new dream This is the life I was meant to live Now that I left my old dreams I found I’m free
This is a entry to a short story competition in the form of a poem written by me.
