A parking
ticket,
outside, knocking on my door.
outside, knocking on my door.
I don't want to pay!
Poem
Under
her blanket she hides
When
there is no one to watch.
She
cries alone at night
For
the things she doesn't have.
Why
do I feel like this? She asks.
If I
have such a happy life,
Is it
because I want more that I can have?
Is it
because I am not satisfied?
Why
don’t I have a castle in the sky?
Why
don't I swim in feathers all the time?
Why
can’t I stop dreaming all the time?
If
the world around me, is not that bad!
Around
wonders and thoughts
She
falls sleep at last,
Making her dreams a living life!
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