I dreamed a kiss.

The one with lips,

The one that's full of passion,

Full of love.

Then I dreamed of marriage.

The one that's full of of love,

Happiness,

Commitment.

Then I dreamed of kids.

Those that are full of joy,

Excitement,

Innocence.

Yet all of that was just a dream.

Woken up by screams,

And anger.

Plates falling on the floor.

My parents arguing,

Over who's right and wrong.

I look up to the ceiling,

I think of the dream.

Just four more years I think.

Just four more years.