We are what we dream,
in a space guarded closely
by the hours ticking slowly,
we are infinite possibilities.

Our success and our failure,
are measured by the distance from where we stand,
and those imaginations engraved in the sand,
our destination lies somewhere in that journey.

We expect ourselves to rise,
between a today that is seemingly sorrow,
and the hope that is tomorrow,
and we take flight with some caution.

We are what we dream,
but we become the people,
we wake up to be,
and wake up we shall.