The world is crashing around me
Sun, Stars, Earth, Dust, Sand, Sea
I know I can be anything I wanna be
Paper, Pen, Pad, Life, Mind, Key
No chance of You ever holding me down
Smiles, Laughs, Love, Hate, Tears, Frowns
As long as I'm focused
ill seize the day
seize the plan
Forget Carpè Diem
across the Arm
Forget Clenched Fingertips
in the middle of a palm
Forget quotes, politically charged songs
'War is over'
Never ended Vietnam
So what makes you think
Philosophy Will give me the
Upper arm!
Alright
I know what your thinking
Mr Pessimistic
Yes I'll admit it
I fear so much
And hope so little
But when your
Surrounded by tower blocks
And broken dreams
And you Realise nothing is ever what it seems
How can you not be?
You see
I was never the type to wear baggy jeans
I was never the type to sell all sorts
For any means
I was never the sort to follow trends in glossy magazines
I was Mr Clean
The classroom joker
Mr Bean
I remember
Mr Sheen asking me in Nursery
What do I want to be, When I grow up?
I wrote
WoTs groWin UP. I JUsT waNna cHAnGe tHe wOrld Sir
He commented back
' that's all good son,
but how about you learn how to spell first :) '…
And that's when it began
My life plan
I wanted to be Superman
Well up until at least Seven,
Then I wanted to be David Beckham
Then I wanted to be Harper Lee at Eleven,
And yes I did find it Ironic,
when Beck’s named his daughter Harper Seven
But moving on
as we move closer too the end
and I approach 23
I can safely say my friend
My hopes for the future is
Not just being Rich and brainless
No
Not just writing a No.1 hit
And becoming famous
No
I just wanna be Happy
Maybe have a couple kids
Raise a family
And surround my self by love
Because at the end of the day
we all could do with that hug,
We all just want to snuggle up
Under that warm rug
Yes at the end of the day
We all just want to be loved...
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