For the longest time I was on cloud nine. 
I knew it had to be a dream
Nothing that good would ever happen to me. 
But i was to afraid.
To afraid to wake up and feel the bitterness, that I knew would consume me. 
The dream, It felt so real
As if everything would finally be perfect 
As if I would finally be free. 
But now I know that was very wrong of me.
How could a person like I ever feel anything but empty. 
There's emptiness at the very pit of my soul it's what defines me,
It's what binds me,
It's what makes me me. 
You may wonder why I'm telling you this,
honestly I don't know
Maybe it's just in hopes that I'm not crazy. 
That I'm not alone.
One day you might feel like this,
And I just want you to see.
You don't have nobody. 
You have me. 
And I truly do think your amazing.

And as for my dream it completely shattered me.
I thought I finally knew who I was,
Or at least who I was supposed to be.
But it was just a dream.
As badly as I wanted it,
And thought it would complete me.
I was wrong. 
So here I am searching for my new dream. 
Still searching for me.