today i dreamed and daydreamed
though to them it seems a scheme,
i wondered if we all think different,
how one can bear a fraction of a dream.
i just see life in a larger scope,
and it kind of makes me want to cry,
knwoing they're ok with letting that die.
i think i'll find some other way,
something else to sacrifice.
'cause there's so many things i want to see,
and touch and find and do,
and such a thing, to know that's not the truth.
but i refuse, i guess
i refuse all i've been told.
because i never read of anguished lives,
just stories of dreams made whole.
and i don't want to be a number,
that number that grows every day,
of souls unknowingly dying
by giving up, and walking away.
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