so much for a poem.

take my hand and come with me

to a place we both have never been

where i heard the grass is green

the air is free

the water's fresh 

and full with fish

don't you want to tag along

and go to a place where we both belong

together forever and all those ding-dongs

where we'll sing love songs all night long

this poem may be rubbish to people

but it's the best one i can think of

the structure's not there

the rhymes doesn't fair

i am not a writer

just another dreamer, caught in reality's lair

so forgive me if this poem is nothing

compared to Shakespeare, Po and Kipling's

but what i can do

is write what i feel

this poem best describes how i feel

tired, stressed, loved, and complicated

and whatever it is in between

oh! wait. 

i thought this poem's about going

going to places where 

where? what?

where dreams exist and reality doesn't

oh wait.

i already am at the place.

it's all in my head.

all these while, all along, in that tiny space.

p.s: this is how i feel right now : crazy.