Visions Poem by kasarah fichter

Today I looked threw a little girl eyes. I seen everything I wanted, But something struck me as odd this little girl was crying, she was perfect, has all the small things that mattered as this little girl danced around tears fall even more things become blurry and turns black I looked threw a little girls eyes today and something stricken me as odd the little girl woke up and it turned out she was me the little girl that I was found herself dreaming of her dreams she cries to this day only to find a path full of broken dreams.