Ode Of The Dreamers

I am a dreamer
I see everything in vivid colours, never black and white
Some see a locked blank door;
I see the opening to endless possibilities
I dream concepts that will be unique from anyone else’s
I dream wild fantasies, which can often mix up with reality
I dream my hopes, my ideas and my wishes
I don’t dwell on what became, I dream of what will become
I dream for me, for loved ones and loathed
I dream of desires that can be found and hopes I’ve lost
Life is a mystery when you cannot imagine the unknown
So most of all, I dream for those who cannot