"Déjà vu"
No one can predict what the future holds
Or how you will be when you turn sixteen.
The future is sly and misleads what it beholds.
It can be positive and gleeful but have a negative between.

Dreams are thoughts that are thought in your sleep.
But dreams can be frightening and can lead you far
To a place that you never imagined would bring you deep.
Dreams and the future may not be much of a shooting star.

My latest dream, prior last night, was unexpected.
I was rising to the clouds, and saw six colorful banners
And I looked to the ground and saw coasters intersected.
I looked to the right and saw my friends screaming in a happy manner.

The sky was quiet and I liked it that way.
But then a zooming sound interrupted the silence.
A dark jet came and shot the top of our cloud away
And we spiraled from the sky and away from the silence.

Two friends were covered in claret velvet,
One held onto another but let go into the sky,
Another was holding the one in the velvet,
And the other was crying and flew through the sky.

I ducked my head away from the chaos and screamed.
My last few friends were holding hands and praying.
I held on with them and we listened for what seemed
Like a wishing prayer for Him to give a hopeful saying.

We spiraled to the ground and then I woke up
With my heart beating fast and the dawn awakening.
Now I know dreams are dreams but mine wake me up
To what's really happening of the world awakening.

Hours later, I listened to the news as they said,
"A plane crashed into a roller coaster killing
Several teenagers." Then I looked at my bed
Thinking, Déjà vu is something worth willing.