Hope..

I sit here alone again
I can't say that I'm ok.
My food PB and J and scraps of litter
laying on the grass
and my life revolving around
watching the world pass me by
and reality is my only friend..
but my dreams are trying to take me away to a place that just seems so fake.. so distant.. I want it so bad. but I know its not happening.. it won't happen if I sit here anymore.

Is it wrong to be this big of a dreamer?? with empty goals and an empty heart?

I know dreams are so far away.
and might even not happen.

So I sit alone
Putting my thumb out
and my head down..
looking for something.. someone to pick me up again
or hope to come
and show me a way out of this hole I dug myself in once again.