Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Now and Then

Now and Then I pretend
That the stars are glass pebbles
And that the moon is a tidal wave
With the sky as it's ocean
And me surfing through the clear rain
But Now and Then I get lost
In those big huge waves
And I tend to forget who I am
With the world collapsing around me
It's easier to float on those pebbles
Then to live in the harsh reality
That's why Now and Then I escape
To the safety of my mind
Where I can dream whatever I want
And there's no one there to judge
Because Now and Then I like to dream
I am the only froot loop in the box
So I can be noticed by everyone else
Because when the world is full of no ones
It is often difficult to be a some one
And Now and Then I know
And they know who I am
I am a daisy in a bed of white roses
I am a red pen in a box of pencils
And I know it's okay to be different
Every Now and Then

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