Someone Else’s Dream 

I didn’t come here 

To live someone else’s dream.

I’ll take my adventure 

To any extremes

I deem necessary,

To know what I need to know.

Seeing is not believing.

Believing can be arranged,

But life is strange,

And strangely beautiful.

And dreams can take strangerous turns.

Dangerous curves ahead.

But flying off the handlebars,

And derailing the trains that are imbedded

In my mind is a far far kinder

And gentler thing I do.

Because I didn’t come here

To live someone else’s dream.

Did you?

-jenn