Dreams

I hold onto my dreams
Like they'll melt into frozen snow
Because my hands are the only things keeping them from you.
You think there pointless
That I should hide myself
In the deepest of forests
And the darkest of oceans.
Put on a mask
And be manufactured by this world
Hammered into place.
But you cannot fit a square peg into a round hole.
I will never throw my dreams away.
I will tuck them away between music notes
And messy scrawl
Until we are ready to fly free