The concept of dreams
When I was young I was given everything
I thought that even though things don’t come for free
They’d still be cheap
As I got older I realized
That nothing is ever black and white
Life is full of color once you open your eyes
Whether it was being treated unfairly or enduring popularity
I’ve been through the highs and the lows
Now that I’m older I know
That I can go as far as my heart goes
Sure dreams aren’t cheap and they won’t come for free
But they’ll come to me
If I work hard and believe
This poem is about:
Me