I feel like I'm on my own where I'm daydreaming.
I know I wouldn't be alone if they were real.
But is that why they bloom like hope?
That they will come true?
Don't fool me, climb the vines and come to me.
These are the ties between you and me.
They're colorful and vibrant, just like my dreams.
Come on, come to me.
Created by Zeynep
