Free Writing

So many things that my eyes see
They are not real, but I want them to be
Many things are really here
Shouldn't be, I want them to disappear...

I've visited a world so magical
I'm going to find a way to make it real
I'll pull the rainbow out from the sky
I'll color my life and suck it dry

I'll build a house with just three rooms
Sun will hang in one, second will host moon
In the third darkness will reign
It will act as a prison for all my pains

Ocean will surround my island home
Sky, water, and earth all mine to roam
I'll build my home on a hill so high
Only those can come who can fly

A place where you can see the musical melodies
And you can touch the fragrances flying happily
I'll share it with the one who can touch my soul
Or I'll rule my kingdom happily alone