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I'm kinda like a dreamer

If you asked what I want

Out of life

I couldn't tell you

Well

I could

But really is is plausible

To want to be someone

People might remember

Rather than someone who blends into memory

And you don't really think of until someone goes

Remember the time?

I mean

It's kinda like I shouldn't bother

I don't understand why people would want to think of me

My face

Isn't exactly beautiful

My words

Aren't exactly wonderful

I'd like to say what I'm thinking

But I can never make it sound like I want it to

So if you asked me

I'd have to tell you I'll never be anyone

Because really

I'd have to depend on me

And I'm not too reliable

I'll be the kinda dreamer who spends their whole life working For something

And never proving that it was worth it

I'll be the kinda mother

Who's own children wouldn't bother

Asking for advice

I mean

I can't say I know what I want to be

Because it really isn't plausible

To be this kinda dreamer