Why suck me into a reality
Where I don’t want to be?
Why show me something
That I obviously don’t want to see?

You tell me the things I can’t do.
What about the things I can?
You tell me I’m just a dreamer.
When did that become a sin?

Just because I see the world differently,
Should I be shunned?
Should I be treated as an outcast
Because I refuse to fight with a gun?

You hound me to snap out of it.
Do you really think you can break me?
My mind is working over time.
Can’t you see your mind is just lazy?

When I become a big deal in this world,
Will you come and tell me hello?
Well, if you do, will you be ashamed
When I say, I told you so?