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Dreamer

Contributed by alisialynn on Sunday, 21st September 2003 @ 12:05:00 AM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry

I want to live
Everyday, like it was my last
I want to kiss every frog and hope that a prince is out there for me,
Only to prove that I am and was all along a princess.
Only to prove all along I was right about myself, mine
Own being, mine own higher ego. Life is a scary thing. I only wish
Mine were richer, fuller, longer.
I want to live

Like a rock star, like a superstar, like a billionaire.
Spunky, Sexy, A pinnacle of society. I want to rule the world and then not stop and rule also the universe. Bow down before me; I shall be a gracious queen.
I want money like bears to honey,
I want to be stared at,

Surely I am governed by the stars,
Only this wanting could come from a higher source
You have to work to achieve the things you want. I demand that things be given, I am a taker but, I do not work, and I do not try and failure is always an option.
Release
Release me please from further wanting because it is an obsession now, like Aaron
I am obsessive over him and these things
Over E! And Jenny from the Block.
Over great writers and even greater actors,
My life lacks poetry.

Surely this is a poem but, what does that mean if it isnt any good?
I can impress those that I am close to; I can put on a great show for those whom I am near
What difference does it make?
It isnt getting me anywhere.

I want to live
Again.
Knowing, and trying and striving for knowledge and awareness. I want to care about the things happening around me.
I want to learn and then not stop,
Succeed. I want to but, I dont.
I want to marry rich.
Thats a shady thought. I cant stop these shady thoughts.
This wanting will eat me alive; gnaw on me until I cant take it and am overcome by my own high standards.
Who am I if not ***** from the beginning?
Please, I had chances but, the things I learned didnt teach me to take them. What kind of ***** chance is that?
Sounds like whining and it is but, seriously what am I if not ***** and a dreamer?

Copyright © alisialynn ... [ 2003-09-21 00:05:00]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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