I’ve always been a dreamer. I don’t understand the point of it all really. I have the most vivid dreams in the universe. Literal and Figurative. Do my Dream Dreams correspond with reality? .. I’d be unstoppable if I could only get started.. I have all the imagination in the world. I have the power in me to do the most great works the world has ever seen. I have the innate force to alter the face of the world and change lives. If I could only begin somewhere.
I find it a shame.. that it all goes to waste due to the lack of motivation. The lack of inspiration brought on by part of the world around me.
I’ve always been a dreamer. I don’t really know if I’ll accomplish my dreams. I know I could do a lot of the things my heart desires. If only I made an effort. If the world is my playground.. I need but to simply tie up my shoes and jump in the sand..
I don’t know where to begin. I don’t know what to aim for. I don’t know where to go. Fear and complacency.
I’ve always been a dreamer. If only I’d follow my heart and not my head and my ears. Whats the point of friends if all they do is tell me I can’t? Aren’t they supposed to be encouraging?
I want to go out. I want to be back in New York. I want to meet the people I’ve always wanted to meet. And Do what I want to do.
I’ve always been a dreamer. But, I want to be a doer.
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