
I live my life like the indigo
Squished up in the rainbow
A part of a whole
Never really on my own
But who really ever wants to be alone?
So I’ll hand you my fantasies
Wrapped up in a melody
So just, just maybe
You’ll get the chance to live my dreams
Sitting alone
In a crowded room
Singing softly to myself
Enough dreams to fill the lives around me
Enough aspirations to drive them all mad
Do I tell them?
Or do I continue
To hum quietly,
Pretending I’m not here?
Take these beautiful images
Take these scribbled notes
Read them in
Breathe them out
Let these daydreams fill your soul
I couldn’t live all these stories
If I had all the time in the world
They swirl around my mind
Like the iridescence on a pearl
So I gift you my fantasies
Wrapped up in a melody
Take a few, I’ve got plenty
Go forth and enjoy my dreams
Become the indigo
On the bunting feather
Taking flight
Vivid in the autumn sky


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