Beautiful Dream

Living with this thorn in my side is like living with piranhas in a small fish tank.

Sometimes I feel really bad on the inside while other times I feel like I’m being fried alive.

While quite insane that may seem, feeling bad is just a beautiful dream, because through the pain that I feel inside it pushes me to want to know more and find a cure for others like me.
When I feel the pain a lot of times it drives me insane.

Not literally you see, just freaks me out, brings me to my knees.  

Because it’s so painful and horrific and there’s no way for me to stop it.

No cure yet has been found, but I’m going to school to research science so I can learn medicine.

So maybe someday soon I hope I will be quite normal like many others I know. 
So through pain and confusion you can still dream, maybe someday it will be, or maybe some other dream will you seek, either way you have found hope through the pain.

It’s a beautiful dream I have to research and find a cure for this inferiority.  

About a year later...

But fate has stepped in now and school has been postponed once again.

For the disease can be so crippling that it stops your life, hopes, and dreams.

But no worries you see because I still have the beautiful dream of getting my degree and finding a cure for all the people like me.

Fly

Ever since I was younger I had a dream to fly. Couldn’t get it out of my head no matter how hard I tried. I would imagine I had wings and would fly all around up in the sky with the angels and nothing could bring me down. So I dreamed I could fly, wanted it so very bad, but eventually I grew up and accepted this human flesh. And so now that I’m older I must confess that dream never did die. I still dream of flying like the angels in the sky. I think of growing wings, so big and beautiful, full of colors and designed with so intricate workmanship. No one seems to understand it, thank I’ve finally cracked, but ever since I was a child wings are what I would dream of. When I wasn’t thinking of Jesus, when God wasn’t on my mind, in a way I was always thinking of him, because it’s with his angels I dreamed I could fly. I want to fly take off soaring up through the clouds reach out into our solar system and never come down. Just fly all around the world wouldn’t it be great, a crazy dream I have, I know you must think I’m insane. For me to still cling onto my childhood dream. I just want to fly, grow wings and start running then take off up higher and higher no bringing me down now. Because I can fly, up high with the angels, keep flying up to heaven, I know that wouldn’t work, but think how awesome that would be to try. Wouldn’t it be grand to fly. I want to fly, spread my wings and soar up through the skies, let me stay up here on cloud nine, don’t bring me down just let me fly. I want to fly, let me spread my wings and fly.