Don’t tell me who I am please
Truth is you don’t really know me
I may not be who I seem
But I’m more than what you say
I don’t know if you’re really you
But I know that I won’t ever try to
Put you where I think you belong
Don’t tell me what I can’t do
Don’t tell me to be like them
Like you
Do you ever feel that you were made for more?
My whole life is waiting for me
But I’m powerless to be
Anything but me
Right now
Who I am is not who I want to be
I could change
I could be that me out there waiting
But I’m too afraid
That path may be the path less traveled by
And maybe when its time
I’ll choose it after all
But for now my dreams
Seem to be all that keeps
Me from falling down again
My God has me in His hand
And He has a plan
But why do I still wonder?
Song of a dreamer, why do you still dream?
Ask me why I breathe.
Ask me who I am.
Ask me why my soul must sing.
Song of a dreamer, why do you still dream?
I love the title, the question of it: So. Why do dreamer still dream? Hmm. :o
ReplyDeleteYou have such beauty in your writing, the tone you set is very magical. I love it :)
Love you Laura dear, keep up the good work! :D <3
thanks Alicia! :)
ReplyDeleteWow Laura! I could feel you saying this, like it was so personal, i love it so much! that was so beautiful! I get what you mean, about there being another side to you, i'd like to get to know that side :) and i love your last four lines, "Ask me why i breathe. Ask me who I am. Ask me why my soul must sing. Song of a dreamer, why do you still dream?" It was so intense, and so emotional, thank you for writing and sharing that.
ReplyDeletethanks Adriel! 'preciate it! :)
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