Forgive Me (The Life of A Dreamer)

Dreams consume my mind so it’s leaving me a little stretched;
All I can think about is what I can achieve next.
Late nights, early mornings, hand cramped from writing;
I keep telling myself to hold on, be strong and don’t quit fighting.
These stories will get me known; I’m all about the pain and the struggle;
I represent the people who only know pain and struggle.
You can see my future in my eyes and trust me it’s shining bright,
Lining up things right so my dream is the only thing in my sight.
So to my family and friends I apologize for sometimes making you feel unloved and neglected,
But this dreamer’s life can sometimes get a little hectic.
Can never give you the proper attention that you deserve,
But my mind is always racing 100 miles per minute, ideas flowing like a nerve.
I’m out here working hard trying to get what I deserve;
Trying to make it in a city where you can’t get any love.
Trying to rise above the statistics and ignore all the critics;
Deep down in my heart I know this is how I’m supposed to get it.

So forgive me, but this is the life of a dreamer—the life of a dreamer.
I feel it in my heart and my soul that I was made for something bigger.
So forgive me, but I’m living the life of a dreamer—the life of a dreamer.

Everyday I’m praying for patience and fighting depression;
Trying to make it in an economy that just experienced a recession.
Yet I’m still steady dreaming,
While barely affording the cost of living—no car and just a hallway in an attic to sleep in.
Catching two buses everyday just for a job that can provide me with some funds,
But realistically these funds just ain’t enough.
Life is getting tough, but I still remain positive,
Because I know one day my sacrifices will produce great dividends.
So forgive me, but being a dreamer is the only thing that I can comprehend;
And I’m determined to see this through until the end.
And forgive me if I seem like I’m not always there,
And if I give off a vibe that seems like I don’t care.
I swear my intentions are so sincere and pure,
And I’m trying to stay true while I’m still here.

So forgive me, but this is the life of a dreamer—the life of a dreamer.
I feel it in my heart and my soul that I was made for something bigger.
So forgive me, but I’m living the life of a dreamer—the life of a dreamer.

Dear Mr. Right, I know you’ll soon be here in my life;
I’m just steady hoping that the timing is right,
And I’m able to add the proper time and attention to your life.
Because my dreams are the only things that consume my mind,
So I apologize if it seem like you’re not worth my time.
But I’m just steady dreaming,
Working hard and fighting for what I believe in.
Struggling with trying not to let the outside keep me down;
I’m hoping that I’m making my parents proud.
Visualizing them up in heaven bragging saying “that’s my child.”
There’s not a day that I don’t wish that they were around;
Longing for their advice and wishing that they were here to help me out.
With all the odds stacked up against me, I will still keep going;
Making moves as if my life has no end.
This is what a dreamer’s life is consist with,
Fighting defeat and overcoming disappointments.
But I wouldn’t have it any other way,
Because I would rather live with disappointments instead of “what ifs.”

So forgive me, but this is the life of a dreamer—the life of a dreamer.
I feel it in my heart and my soul that I was made for something bigger.
So forgive me, but I’m living the life of a dreamer—the life of a dreamer.

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