i have this friend
this crazy talented friend
mi compañera en la clase de español cinco
my faithful lunch buddy
the one who inspired me
to pick up the pen again
and open my mind
and let the words flow onto the page
without thinking
or second guessing.
and i'm so grateful for her.

your birthday is four days away
i've been counting down
each
and
every
day
until i get to send you the happy birthday message.
i know i'll blend in with all the rest
but i hope you'll smile when
my name appears on your screen.
and i hope you'll reply with a heartfelt thanks
because that would mean the world to me.

she should probably stop
collecting coffee cups.
everytime she asks me to do the dishes
or everytime i decide to surprise her
i always stand there
looking up
and wondering
how she ever found a place for them all.
everything is put away
except for the small one that remains
in my hand.
staring at the packed cupboards
i feel lost
like i'm in unknown territory
and don't know where to go.
the wrong move will set off
bombs, explosions, bombs
and nobody wants that.
so i set it on the counter
and leave it for my mother
coming to the conclusion that
she must be a magician.

they say i'm a dreamer
they say i dream too much
but is that even possible?
to dream so much that
you run out of dreams?
that would be a sad thing really.

they say i'm a dreamer
they say i dream too much
but is it something you can limit?
only if you give in to the words
and stop believing in the limitlessness.
that would be a sad thing really.

they say i'm a dreamer
they say i dream too much
that i'm wasting my time
but am i?
my days are brighter with dreams
they give me hope for the future.

they say i'm a dreamer
they say i dream too much
is it because they have none?
so they choose to accuse
and discourage an innocent soul?
maybe they need hope for the future.

they say i'm a dreamer
they say i dream too much
and i set my goals too high
and i should be ashamed of myself
but i'm not. i love who i am
because i'm a dreamer.

i'm free, i'm free
nobody's got a hold on me
and i'm loving it.
back to crushes and dreams
things that never seem
to come true.
you've been there through it all
standing firm, standing tall
you always listened.
but you're growing up
and i'm still just a pup
and i can't make you wait.
'cause i know what you long for
opportunity is knocking at the door
while ours remains closed.
so i'll hope and pray
each and every day
that you'll choose me.
because without you i'm dead
you are my best friend
and i love you.