Dreams of love are too good to be true

Wasn't there a day when you were young, taking orders and holding your tongue?
Wanting to prove you have what it takes knowing you will make it, despite your mistakes.
Wasn't there a time when you fell in love, the kind of love one only dreams of,
And wasn't there those who had some doubts before knowing what it was all about?
So hear me when I say I think it's unfair when all you say is that we're going nowhere.
And it's unfair how you can already decide the future of my life and how I feel inside.
You say don't become a statistic as you stereotype my face.
You think you know me yet cannot put yourself in my place;
trying to follow dreams and follow them through,
with everyone saying they're too good to be true.

Author: Megan Litsheim

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