people of dreams

I started to draw the faces of people I saw in my dreams. when I looked but everyone of them were happy - which I don't usually associate the word with myself.

people of dreams

whom I see in my head,

exist for no one

but for the greater good of their head.

people of dreams

live a life of happiness

much rather than dread -

I can see their smiles glistening

whilst they speed ahead.

but I for one am not a

person of dreams

as I would be much happier

outside of my head. 

Author's Note

Open to constructive criticism