I don’t see a long road ahead of me <br />And my coffee cup, instead of been half full <br />It’s always half empty <br /> <br />I got no home <br />I’m on the streets <br />An in the cold lonely morning <br />I’m awaken by somebodys cries an screams <br /> <br />All I’ve got left is my broken dreams <br /> <br />My past's erased from my memory <br />Anyone I knew before <br />Never cared enough to contact me <br /> <br />I’ve lost my friends <br />I’ve lost my family <br />My life’s falling apart <br />It’s coming loose at the seems <br /> <br />All I’ve got left is my broken dreams <br /> <br />The dreams I used to dream <br />When I was a kid <br />Never left my heart <br />But I never did them, I never lived <br /> <br />So now I cry into my glass <br />To try an make it full <br />I’m crying lost rivers an lost streams <br /> <br />All I’ve got left is my broken dreams<br /><br />Lucy Vernezze<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/broken-dreams-6/
