I dreamed this life

February 3

I dreamed this life
When I was five years old.

I took the stories,
Spun them into gold.

I walked the paths
That others paved.

I discarded the trash
That others saved.

I sang the songs,
So out of tune.

I danced the stars,
And ate the moon.

I fell asleep,
And began to dream

That nothing ever
Was what it seemed.