A place I'm going...

People say to me
"don't get your hopes up"
they tell me to return
to what's realistic

I hurt each day
my mind strapped to reality
Dreamers wings pressed against iron restraints
missing the touch of sky

Who are these people
that bind me in iron?
Why can't I fly anymore?
The feeling is now a distant memory

I was happy
Do you know that feeling?
Happiness.
No cold hearts could pierce my shell

I had a dream of life
a dream of wonder
I had a place to go
Who took that from me?

Who said dreamers couldn't fly?
Who said you must bear grief?
What motive is there
for the murder of a happy heart?

These questions leave my body
as salty moisture on my cheeks
the answer begins to form
Words become more clear

No one.
These bars are not real
Harsh words are strong
but a dreamers wings are stronger

I search deeper
and see the light I bear
It is strong, but first I must break the bonds
I have set in fear

The light will someday shine
for dreamers will always fly
I will return to my childhood
and taste the sky once more

I have grown old in the mind
My vision will change; but happiness remains
and finally, once again
I will have a place I'm going