Dreams

Confused I am what am I gonna do,

I have nothing but these dreams I want to become true.

Dreams I see of making them proud,

But how will I find water in this drought.

I think in the end, everything will be alright,

But that's just me denying the reality infront of my sight.

I did as they said,I didn't wanted them to scold,

But now these flames of life are getting dimmer and cold.

I wanted to be loved,this torment I have gain,

But no one seems to notice the sorrow,this pain.

Bold of them,they advised me not to be stressed,

But can't they just realize how painful this is,how messed.

I thaught it would be easier after when I grew,

But see how confused I am

What am I gonna do.