Tomorrow

We see our dreams high up in the sky,
So close yet so far out of reach.
Deprived of wings, I can not fly;
Watching my hopes shatter one by one.

Laying claims to things that were never mine,
I wish I can go back to being nine.
When all I did was dream of the future,
Others told me to grow up and be mature.

Now I understand what they say;
Things come but would not stay.
Obstacles present themselves in my way,
Not yielding to the heat of May.

Day after day we dream of tomorrow,
Taking no heed of the pain and sorrow.

By: Selina Liu and Sean Bai