I dreamed of the perfect walk through life,
It consisted of chats with friends and laughter,
It would've manifest into nights out on the town and talks about our future,
It involved driving in the car letting the breeze roll through my hair.
I dreamed of it and thought that it'd be true,
I thought that the life I wanted was going to be the only one that was true.
I was wrong.
My life is not perfect,
It consists of days having arguments with "friends" and talking about finding new ones,
It manifested into lonely days walking through the hall and in class,
It involves hoping that things will get better...even when I believe they won't.
