A Poem about Broken Dreams

This is a poem about a little boy who dreamed too high, soaring like an eagle, without realizing that he's just a little sparrow with 
a ruptured wing who can't fly.

A Little Boy’s Dream

When I was young, I dream a lot

I want to have wings and fly;

For me to see the beauty of my land

Filled with flowers flourishing around me

When I was young, I dream a lot

I want to be an astronaut and explore;

See the wonders of space

Witness the twinkling star and meteorites

When I was young, I dream a lot

I want to travel the world and thrive

Collect memories, taking awesome shots.

Put an album into a treasure for a lifetime.

When I was young, I dream a lot

I sleep with pure bliss and wonder

Gullible and innocent, a hopeful dreamer

Sees the world without any blemish

Then, I grew up...I’ve stopped dreaming.

Hardened by setbacks, betrayed by people

All hopes turn into a narrow black hollow
And I stop dreaming, I just stop dreaming...