Day Dreams: a poem by Jessie

Before I go to bed
and lay down my head
my mind starts to fumble
and my thoughts are all a jumble.
I day dream about my future
and wonder why I go through this torture.
My wishes seem unrealistic
but also fantastic.
I have these airy hopes
that tug at me like ropes
of someday traveling the universe
and I feel myself immersed.
But these fantasies it seems
are nothing but dreams.

I wrote this poem for my English class and I thought I would put on my blog to give everyone something new to read.