I am going to try and make a stupid dream into a poem...

[casual_disaster]

I imagine I am a bird
Will you be my 747
You can suck me in
Chew me up
And spit me out

I am going to be your goldfish
I want to be your mindless little toy
You can stare at me for a few days
Until the interest dies
And so do I

I will be your child hood dollie
You used to play with me
But now we have grown apart
You lost me
You grew up to fast

I was once your blanket
I was once your warmth
I use to protect you from all the things that hid in the dark
But now you have lost me
Put me away into storage

I was everything you ever had
I am all that you would grow out of
I was just there to keep you safe
Even for a little while
But now you don't need me

Now my 747, fly away
Its time for you to go on
I will fall to the ground in pieces
From all that you have become
But it is not your fault

I will float to the ground
As my feathers surround my once full self
I can finally see that you and me
Well, I was just your goldfish and your little dollie... your blanket...
I couldn't be everything

And as I look around
I am nothing more than astound
That was just a breeze
Passing through
Hoping to calm the day...