Smiles Faces Sick

I'm having a dream
About something
Incredibly charming
And witty
And uncomfortable
Too challenging
For me.
A dream about something
Undoubtedly whimsical.
When I fight the feeling,
It's hard to open up again.
It felt so good
To have something to lose again
To have something to hold onto.
Feeling wanted
Is a privelage
And I'm taking full advantage.
Lifted to a place
Hard to reach;
Besides I'm short anyway.