CELLULOID DREAM
DAVE THE POET

My family came to visit, In a celluloid dream
Five people in a Volkswagen, They all could scream
A steroid version, Of the loud family
Their opinion, Branded on me
You can bob and weave, Only so long
Everything right, All goes wrong
When strength is weakness, You conquer forgiveness
Sadness, Is other’s pure bliss
Found in the silence, Of a mirror’s first kiss
How do you become, Who you want to be
Instead of freedom, Caged in purgatory
My three wishes, Would always be the same
Smile, Be seen, And walk with love again