I perceive a new life
Through my eyes now aged.
I’m a new type,
Freed from a cage.
I believed so much
When I was younger.
I touched the sky
Before the thunder.
Things look different
Than before.
Back when monsters
Hid behind doors.
I see a new light
Previously covered
With a new sight
Different from others.
The vision is different
As my eyes adjust
To everything changing.
My perception I trust.
IN YOUR DREAMS POETRY 