Floating along the fabric of my mind,
treading into ideas and thoughts.
Without these thoughts, how could I live?
Nothing can be done without a dream.
Dreams transform into ideas falling from the tip of my tongue,
tripping over one another as they fill the expanse of my mind,
striving to become a reality.
But what is a dream? It is my imagination running free, letting whimsical ideas grow in my mind.
Without imagination, how could I live?
In my dreams, I am endless.
I am my greatest strength, guiding my choices.
I am my worst enemy, pushing myself to work harder.
I can be an astronaut, or a firefighter, or even a writer pouring my heart out with ink and paper.
In my dreams, above all, I am me.
I am who I am and who I want to be. Anything is possible so long as I can dream.
What is imagination?
Imagination is everything.