I am a daydreamer. People say nothing comes of it. That answers are not found in the stars but in scars that reality leaves for us. Only things you can touch. But that contradicts what you told me when I was six. Didn't you tell me to follow my dreams? I can't touch them now but soon, Momma please. Let me daydream a little longer. I don't want to be enslaved at night by those fancies of flight that only come in my unconscious state. Because I can't move and have to wait. Wait for morning and I forget what they were. My mind resets. Programmed to the stereotype that I have to do things a certain way to be accepted. Patterned into the design some other daydreamer concepted and realized. I am a daydreamer. I want to dream awake and not wait to do something about it. Take what I see and what's within me to change the world. I know Momma I'm just a girl, but I can do it. One dream at a time, with one word or rhyme. Pisces are escapists and idealistic they say. But Thomas Edison and Bill Gates were described that way. "Frank Lloyd Wright daydreamed so intensely that his uncle had to shout at him to get him back." Can't you see Momma? For me it's like that. I think in pictures and feel things. Books read like rhyme and I touch themes. It's not something I became. I was born this way. I want to be free Momma. I don't want to fight. Please understand I dream and realize them by day, so I can rest easy at night.