you grow up having a dream.
Wanting things a certain way,
things will turn out as they may.
We will always have our dreams.
Sitting down and starting to think,
is life passing me by in a wink?
Looking up into the sky,
you always want to try
out of lifes cup you take a drink.
You take things in stride,
doing it right fills you with pride.
At times things dont go right,
your dreams seem to fall from sight
sometimes the pain you cannot hide.
One day after all the years,
you dreams are in a puddle of tears.
Which way will you go?
do you want anyone to know?
do you hold inside all your fears.
When you are feeling down,
does anyone look at you like a clown?
you have this empty feeling in your heart,
it wasnt there at the start
look at the face in the mirror with the frown.
I have given my all,
why do i always seem to fall.
I always try my best,
it seems just like a test.
Why do I feel so small?
If I cant do it for you to see,
then i will do just for me.
I must do my part,
even if I go back to the start
I will set my ideas free.
