the right to write crap.....

i dream bout flying horses and talking dogs,
of soft sandy beaches and long evening walks,
i dream bout fields of blue flowers that never end,
of stardust in the morning dew and colorful rain,
i dream of a week that has many weekends,
a world full of happy women n handsome men,
i know none of my dreams make any sense...
i think i can heal someone by just holding their hand,
i think i can get into your heart even if u dont let me in,
i think everyone will eventually become my friend,
i dont think beautiful relationships always hv a good beginning,
i think someday love will not have a past tense,
i know what i think just doesnt make any sense....
i hope smiling becomes the latest trend,
i hope kissing in public will not offend,
i hope no one lies and everyone's genuine,
i hope football will become a religion,
i hope men will become a lil less dense .... :-p
i know my hopes just dont make sense....
i smile in my sleep n cry watching a movie,
i pretend there's only good and the bad i do not see,
i becomes obssessed easily and then go on a deaddiction spree,
i live in a bubble where i think n dream n hope freely,
i know how strange it is to be me,
please do not tell me not to live in this pretense,
even though nothing bout me makes sense.

*i know this stuff doesnt make any sense.... i hv a right to write crap n post it coz its my personal space n deserve not to be judged. lol