Dream Machine

We don't always know where to go ,how to get there , but in the end we come right on track.

My "Dream" Machine 

I wanted to brighten up everyone.

Instead I hurt them, assumed it fun.

I guess I was a different person every now and then,

Finally realized I was making my own evil den.

 

I came from school, lay upon my bed

Started remembering everyone I made red.

I tried to change every day,

Tried to give everyone a “hey”.

 

One night I had a dream

Luckily it was for me to redeem.

I saw God giving me something,

In that moment did my soul ring.

 

I thought I was dead,

It’s a machine, HE said,

It was my heart, the machine,

The thing I lost in my early  teen.

 

From then everything has become a fairy tale

My life now sings like a nightingale.

Everything around me has become evergreen,

Indeed, my heart is my..... dream machine.

 

Author's Note

Long-time ;)