Sand castles on the clouds

My world is upside down,
I'm building castles from sand,
On the fluffy pink clouds.
My glasses are blue,
My dress is red,
My dreams are colourful.
...

Tiptoeing on the rope,
Over the altered dreams,
I have no wings,
I will dive deep.
My skin is pale,
My hands are free,
I'm carving a sculpture
Of my own self.