Daydreaming
is what she did best
She sits
on her throne with her dainty hand on her cheek wondering “when I will be the
queen of my mind?”
She
glances at her hands like if she were to hold the power that distinguished her
from the rest
To see
how much longer she has to handle until the day that everything gets
aligned
Day by
day she walks with her eyes looking straight ahead to avoid the trouble around
her
Snickers,
laughters, whispers crashed against the halls like waves on the bay
Sometimes
wishing that someone were to tap her shoulder and give her a stir
To tell
her something cliché
Such as
she should look up more and show off her beautiful eyes
That
holds the secrets that words cannot describe
Or to
move aside
At least
a touch is what the doctor prescribed
No one
said that this life would be what we think
One day
we find ourselves with the confidence to strive for more
Other
days we feel like a ship about to sink
Not a
single moment is silent air; even creaks come from the floor
The
spring time came
With a
swift of warm blossom breeze to remind those to be at ease
Because
nature, as always, is open to advice for those who aim
For a
new a chance to start over to all its attendees
A step
is all that takes to create a rumble
For even
a queen needs time to spend
To learn
from all her stumbles
In order
to rule her kingdom that she has befriend
A
daydream or two should not hurt
The
imagination as real as it may seem it is still there
To
remind her that even through the driest desert
An oasis
could be found in the hot air
xx Chavelita
xx Chavelita
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