dreameries| [hu-man-ize-d]

i want to always believe..

..that there is a God..

 

i want to learn how to play the guitar..

..and make one video that everyone loves to dream to.

 

i want my words to be impeccable,

and to autograph my very own book..

..with one somebody in the line that wants me for me..

 

i want to love,

one day...

...like i've never been hurt..

even though, i believe i have done the latter..

 

and, oh, how love hurts..

or it may be when the "idea" of love...

....fails to become

true.

 

i want a song written just for me..

..and i want -her- to write it..

and while she sings it..i want to dance with her

in the rain..

 

...i am human...

and these are some of my dreameries

 

even when my heart is low..

and i don't believe in love any more,

especially when i've watched love walk out the door..

 

..and i'm standing there feeling

lost and baffled,

undecided if i want to cry, run, or die

 

i know im human...

these feelings..these tears...this..inexplicable'ness

 

humanizes me..

but, if at some point..

i can stop,

and continue to dream

 

a dream..and manage to crack a smile;

i know that

these feelings..these tears..this..inexplicable'ness

 

catergorizes me as humanized..

..i am all these things..

i am human.