Ever Since Poem by Clara Diskley

Ever since i was six
I had a very pleasant dream
I wish to be a singer
And yes, i did always want
to be the winner

I loved the beat of the music
It always got down to my feet
I always manage to meet
As it beats and gets in my head
Somehow, suddenly it's stuck
Maybe, it's just my luck

My head is shaking to the music
And then you spoke
You asked me if i wrote
Then i suddenly spoke
I sing along to another song
Oh, i hope i didn't sing it wrong

I sing a solo in front of you
You tell me, i'm definely not
a winner nor a singer
And someday, i hope you'll
say you're sorry about that day
But then again, instead you could just
say good day