"Dream"

I barely slept last night. I'm feeling tired, queasy, and sluggish. I have a pit in my stomach, because I have a horrible feeling. I just want it to be 3:40pm, and I want to be talking with the Dr. I want him to be nice, and to not be such an ass as I remember him being. I heard a song this morning called "Dream". I almost started crying. 

"I was a little girl alone in my little world

Who dreamed of a little home for me

I played pretend between the tress

And fed my house guests bark and leaves

And laughed in my pretty bed of green

I had a dream

That I could fly from the highest swing

I had a dream

Long walks in the dark through woods grown behind the park

I asked God who I'm supposed to be 

The stars smiled down on me

God answered in silent reverie

I said a prayer and fell asleep

I had a dream

That I could fly from the highest tree

I had a dream

Now I'm old and feeling gray 

I don't know what's left to say about this life I'm willing to leave

I lived it full and I lived it well 

There's many tales I've lived to tell

I'm ready now, I'm ready now

I'm ready now to fly from the highest wing

I had a dream"