The pettiness from a dreamer
would be forgetting how to live,
living in the past,
living in the present,
living in the future;
Only living in that time,
time it took,
time it will take,
for the dream to come true,
If it ever did,
it ever will,
it ever…
Yet the pettiness,
is the dreamer’s skin.
That Gut Wrenching Poetry 