Living in a dream,
Cause am it,
I am dream,
That everyone wants to be,
but me,
I would rather be the dreamer,
sitting in your chair,
walking in your shoes,
dancing throw the air,
Then just be the girl you want to be,
a girl that is pretty,
a girl that is told it dose not matter what you are,
that no cares what you do,
cause all they want is you,
The girl that all the guys like,
the girl that knows how to make anyone have a good time,
the girl who wants to be told that you need to get good grades,
that you need not drink,
or twike,
Even tho i do not twike i do some stupid things,
to see if anyone cares or even notices,
cause when you go throw life and no one seems to care,
if your home or even there,
you forget that people really excite,
or remember what a human is,
cause every one ignores or just try to adsorb,
or laughs and points at you,
Then your at the point you think it is just better to be like the quit kids,
then the loud girl playing air guitar,
singing her own shit,
and then she realizes she is not human,
cause humans can't hide there sadness as well as I.