Dreamers

Staring out the window
hand resting on the pane
so little separates so much
but really who's to blame

I let this pane stand in my way
as I slowly suffocate
fresh air less than an inch away
could I appreciate

all that the world could offer me
if I climbed out on a limb
right out this window I could go
I'd do it simply on a whim

But would I fall right from that branch
to that unforgiving ground
would people stand and criticize me
would no one make a sound

They could whisper that I'm crazy
that I must have lost my mind
how could I dare to break the norm
to skip my daily grind

Or will that one child see me
staring out the window too
my actions speaking louder than words
and he'd watch me follow through

Maybe he'll climb out on that branch
and make it to the edge
and see the sight we're meant to see
when we make our pledge

we're promised life and liberty
one point seems valued less
we forget the most important part
the pursuit of happiness

we forget we have to chase it
or else it'd be a gift
and it's the people who have given up
who tend to cause the rift

between the robots and the dreamers
they rarely intertwine
pick a side of the fence
and don't you cross the line

Most choose to be a robot
no emotion means no pain
but me, I'll keep on dreaming
out of my foggy window pane