I stumble, I fall, and I rise
I am broken and unspoken
My dreams run to escape
My intentions remain silent
I saw a professor teaching
I saw a famous writer
I witnessed somebody filming
I witnessed an inspirational photo
The moon embraced me tightly
The sun sparkled my path to success
The pouring rain washed away any obstacles
My boat is ready for the journey!
And I hold hope, I hold hope, I hold hope
My dreams meant to–oh, the startling light!
A mountain of questions, a river of tears
I put my armor on to reach my dreams out
I have been dreaming, rising, pushing myself to realize my dreams
The hidden pain, the hidden scars, the hidden fear, the hidden melancholy
My dreams are like a game to win, an exam to ace, a life to live, a love to hold
I can see those poems, those novels, those books, those mysterious words!
The world is clapping for me and making me famous and rewarding me and reading
My books, my novels, my poems, and yet, the story of my life
My dreams are my life; the ones that make my heart keep beating!
