the future is bright
and you are going to shine
that's what everyone tells us right?
but what if the future isn't mine

what if it will never get better
what if it just stays the same
maybe I will never get that letter,
will every body call me lame?

if that is true
than why am I still trying,
so hard to seem less blue
while the flowers in my head are dying

but I will keep on dreaming
in what I once believed,
to clear my mind from all that screaming
and just be proud of what I've achieved