when dreams coem and go, can we really go with the flow?

when all you are gets crushed, what do you have but God? your life long aspirations called a mere escape, a ploy "when will you stop dreaming and think realistically" is what they say. you might as well have lived alone all these years since your so called family forgot you a long time ago. its makes blood boil and tempers flare, yet i remain calm? what is a good heart good for if it cant do anything? answer: display. am i just a freak to be watched and played with? if so play as much as you can because i am flying away. take these broken wings and learn to fly, fly blackbird fly.