Dear You,Dream!

Night turning into day

Day turning into night

I take the same turnings

I see the same walls

I climb up and down the same stairs

like a mouse trap

just a narrow gap between

being alive and not-so-dead

My body may have been trapped 

easy to blame the circumstances

but maybe it's voluntarily

moments of silence is my salvation

for my will-never-be-dead dreams

my dream

roams across borders

sees all the wonders of the world

feels all the joyous moments

constantly celebrates its glorious freedom

dear you who is reading this

DREAM!

dream big, dream small

it's the most priceless gift

humankind was gifted with

DREAM!