future
I dream about love, peace and happiness in the same sequence as the devil capturing me, taking my soul before turning 19 years old.
Each morning I awake feeling uncomfortable, my heart being cold.
Dreams are contaminated thoughts, empirical surreal nightmares that your mind bought.
I dream about the power of real love, the kind you will never lose or give up.
In my perfect world, there wouldn’t be a child without two parents
My perfect world would consist of free college education to those who seek it
In my perfect world no one would be homeless or go hungry
Only love, joy, respect, peace, and happiness would be allowed in my perfect world