Dreamer of plans.
I wish to be like a fish swimming in the sea.
I wish to be a caged bird set free.
I wish and I wish,
while I dream and think.
I want to be in a different life.
I want to be some one’s wife.
I want and want
while I dream and think.
I need to know what I am doing,
where my life is going.
I need to be on one path,
and figure out the direction I’m walking.
I need and need
while I dream and think.
Oh, so many thoughts and dreams
cascades down my mind.
Filling my brain with impossible plans.
Fearless, strong, and wonderful plans.
Plans that when started fall short
as the other plans start to be thought.
Plans where success and happiness
wrap around me like warm hugs;
plans seem possible,
until other thoughts take their place.
This is why I wish and want
and think I need,
while I dream and think.
This is why I dream and think.
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