I dream aloud well I think I hear nothing I see nothing what is a walk these busy crowded streets I hear footsteps I hear the cars and hear the trains I hear people walking I hear the faint sound of my breathing and I think what is this world that we have created what is the hustle and bustle of the city I want to see this world where I want to see this world where there is more where there are people who actually stopped and care and actually see what's going on the world and know what they feel to see your c** in his life of propaganda and we can't really understand what it's like us we've been there and that person shining your shoes that person cutting your hair we can't see what their life is like under the seams but we feel the dream the life where everyone is equal I'm a dreamer for equality and what really matters all men are created equal so it was said by a very famous man but all I see is wallowed society and lies what lies behind the weight she will lies behind the virtue of every broken sad and tierd face and everyone puts on off foreshadowed lie and I said here I ask why but am I not a dreamer for a dream society where everybody is perfect there's no faults there's no I'm too fat there's no there's no outer beauty in yourself to anything and I asked please let me be the dreamer not the treat me like I'm the dreamer and not the dreamy