This is MINE, so don't try to steal it. The first four lines mean a lot to me, it was the first poem [thingy] that I ever wrote, but I never added anything onto it.
You're living in a dream world
Where the skies are always blue
And the grass is always green
But don't you realize it will never really be true?
Falling out of place
Breaking up your finds
Taking deep breaths
And closing your own mind
Just focus on me
I will lead you to the light
You don't know what you'll see
Bringing back your sight
Don't think this will be fun
It's out of your hands now
Just follow the sun
When there is no place left to run
With every life there's happiness
And a whole lot of fear
You have to go now
But know, that I will always be near
My college age sister wanted it to be
"Just follow the sun
When there's no place left to run from the plow truck"…but I didn't know she had been smoking at the time, so I went with the first one.