Dreams

I have so many dreams,
so many things,
that I would like to do,
that I would like to be.

But I hate being judged,
by all of them,
when I sing or act,
or write and dance.

I hold my dreams,
as everyone does,
but people try to take them away,
most everyone does.

Name calling,
all the time,
causing them to become hopeless,
me dreams are dying.

I hate when I am judged,
abot my dreams,
I am who I am,
Ill be who I wanna be.

Leave me alone,
because you cant take them away,
Ill be who I want,
and have my own dreams.