The Dreams That Make Me

by Katie   Jul 11, 2005


I want to speak the truth, I need to let it all out.
People don’t know, they don’t know what my life is all about.
It’s about tears, fears, and nothing but pure emotion.
No one knows the contents of my devotion.

My life is devoted to my friends and family.
No one knows of the big things that I can be.
They see what they choose to see.
They choose to see something that isn’t me.

The things I do, the dreams I make.
For them, I force another smile to be faked.
Nothing but lies and dismay to what they want me to be.
Their hopes for me, I would never agree.

I’m all alone on my journey of dreams.
Everything I pursue is as great as it seems.
I prove them wrong every day with my ambition.
To achieve my dreams there’s something I don’t need, their permission.

I am me whether they approve or not.
I pursue my dreams whether they agree or fought.
They can’t change me or my dreams.
I pursue them despite all the screams.

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