Daydream
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Rachel Youssef, Grade 9
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Poetry
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2005
When I dream, I only believe,
Anything and everything, all around me.
This is the only way, that I can escape,
By being in this world, which is really fake.
I am seeing things, that I don't usually see,
Creatures and fairies, and colourful pixies.
I feel relaxed, but this couldn't be true,
Nothing this amazing, happens to me or you.
I look around me, I see all this lush grass,
I want to look more, but it's happening to fast.
I want to invite my friends, and everyone I know,
To come to this magical land, where everything glows.
Something is happening, I'm losing my track,
Then I suddenly realise, I'm being pushed back.
Now I feel at peace, since this happened to me,
I feel I can never go back, because it was only just a dream.