in my thoughts i conjured up how i felt
then i grabbed my pen and wrote
it doesn't have to make sense
it doesn't have to mean anything
it's just how i feel...
Meet me; The Dreamer
I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired
i'm a dreamer; i dream big and picture myself in places i wish to be
i play positions that lead me straight to my goal...my dream
i'm sick and tired of choosing your reality first, and placing my dream second
i'm a dreamer
and once upon a time i would place my dreams aside for you...
and completely reject my unreal perceptions of life
and join your straight lined plan of what you call "realistic living"
and while your light shined bright, mine dimmed and faded into the background
Goodnight to your selfish way of living
....And let my dreams take me away
It's Snowing In Apsen...