Canvas "Chasing Dreams, Finding Wonders"

I open an old diary,

I wrote it in naive childhood,

and laughter comes, and sadness,

so many dreams and so many follies.

I wanted a puppy and to be able to fly,

to always have a mom and dad,

to become invisible, to kiss a girl

and to love the whole world.

But now I've grown up and I'm wiser,

I no longer long for what I truly can't achieve,

now my desires are much clearer:

only honor, money, and sex.

And it seems I got everything:

I'm lying covered in money,

queens are singing in my shower,

but I don't want them and I can't anymore.

And before they came, I turn the pages of that little book and think

about an invisible cloak, mom and dad,

about wings and a puppy, and people,

whom I forgot to love.

I look at my hands -

there's nothing in them, empty,

only vanishing life lines,

and if I fell asleep now - I wouldn't wake up.

And if I didn't wake up - I wouldn't have time

to experience everything I dreamed of,

so I start to fly, to be able, to love - now!

I won't leave it for tomorrow