dreaming; a memoir

I'll blow away with the sand
Evaporate with the oceans
Fade into nothing but dust on your sleeve
Dust on your sleeve
Dust on your……
I get so nervous so often
Find that I can't even think
Arms like a bouqet of flowers
So beautiful with streaks of pink
Beautiful with streaks of pink ,beautiful
Life is a wonderful error
I am a loveable person , I know
Nothing is locked in forever
Not my outline in the snow
Not my footprints on the road
Not this existence alone