The Real Me Poem by Dee RAAIN

I wish I could be the prettiest of girls.
Be the one who has the popular boyfriend.
Be the one so happy, who starts to whirl.
I think in my head as i start to depend.
Is this the person I am meant to be.
Is that the real me..? ?

I dream I could be a Famous Star.
Sing songs and Dance real good.
Own a five star restauraunt and bar.
I think in my head as i should.
Is this the person i am meant to be.
Is that the real me..? ?

I talk to myself, and thought i could be a writer.
Be a computer geek
With that being a good typer.
Is this the person i am meant to be.
Is that the real me..? ?

I wish i could be rich.
Own a mansion with my own bridge.
Be president of the USA.
But again is this the person i am meant to be.
Is this the real me..? ?

Then i imagine being...
The person who talks alot,
Who works at Mc Donalds.
Who loves to eat.
Who loves to draw and loves to dance.
Then I stop and think and say to myself.
This is me. The person i am meant to be.