bringing the dream to reality

is this an instinct of assasination or a perfect crime in motion? I wonder if I could jump from the earth to the moon, from the space to the sea, and from my inner being to my happiness. It's not fair that I can fly above the skyes of infinite melodies or even through so much ideas... Whilst my actual reality is sometimes so poor. I am trying to change that. I am trying to fix the time in those points I love so much, Trying to know that I can remember the arguments, the errors, the nonsense, the promises. I won't brake it! You know I won't! I will walk in the clouds, just like my mum dreamt. And I will make it for you, because you believe in me, it makes me so much stronger. So I will do it, now, no more excuses!