To break off and fly away
in the wind of mayhem
is one of the many desires.
Not choose the way
and turn deaf towards the voices of condemn,
for once not be an absolute liar.
To land where vision hadn’t envisioned
and be the seed of dandelion,
when o’when, emancipation.
When I close my eyes I see
A smiling face of me.
Maybe it is what I have
or, maybe it is something I hope to be.
Nonetheless, a smile on the face is what
we all hope to keep.
And when I open my eyes post that sight,
that smile somehow comes to me.
Therefore every time I long for a smile,
I close my eyes and just see.
I feel happy.
