Thursday, June 2, 2011

My Special Place

For a moment I escape
As I slowly close my eyes
Where my dreams replace reality
No more need for a disguise
Where the grass is always greener
And we don’t pretend to care
Where the glass is always half full
and the wind blows through my hair.
It’s the place I can escape to
To clear my state of mind
Where I regain my stability
And leave my past behind.