Finding

I dream sweet dreams
But not of myself
I dream of worship
that will never
come
For I have never
worshiped myself
This makes me
wonder
I pick up hobbies
When I am not good
When they are not
easy
I throw them away
They do not bring
me a love I
desire
Do I seek love
It does not
seem
It doesn't make you
a narcissist to love
yourself
I don't want to
keep developing interests
to just give them up
I deserve more
Dream a little dream of me

Awaken

The wind whispers and tickles my nose
Perhaps you are expecting almighty prose
No. It is just I. The one who occasionally
attempts to create.
Though I am no ethereal one.
There is nothing I can do for you
I cannot bring back what has been lost
Though perhaps I am someone
you remembered from a distant dream
I hope I can help you somehow
to awaken forgotten desires
dream a little dream of me.