Nature Dream

Locked in my nature dream 

I wonder in constant circles

I see a tiny dandelion 

The first one I've ever seen

I pick the dandelion up and gaze at it

Like a new undiscovered creature

I blow on it hoping something happens

I wish that it'll take me to freedom

Prancing and jumping hoping to escape 

I ran after it

The dandelion to help me escape

Having sheer hope of fleeing

The wretched world of my creativity and emotions

I wonder, I wonder what could I do

The dandelion stops and drops to the ground

I see in the distance a small bit of hope

A wooden door, something to save me