Yeah, I’m a dreamer,

I dream of so many things.

But do you know what separates all

you other dreamers from me?

You all actually work to achieve your

dreams, you

dream about the future and what you

want to become.

Well, I’m different.

I can never follow my dreams,

All my dreams involve fantasy...fiction.

I dream of myself in places and

situations that are not possible.

I dream of being magical and being

beautiful, when I am really normal.

I dream myself in a way that looks

completely different than me.

I have straight, raven black hair, white

porcelain skin. My eyes are of the

deepest brown and my body was made

by Aphrodite herself.

But you know what, I’m not.

I have brown black hair that is too curly

for its own good. My skin is freckly and

I really don’t think you can call it

gorgeous. My eyes are simply brown

and I am husky, between fat and skinny.

I am not beautiful.

My dreams, they are filled with

adventure. Fighting evil and the horrid

darkness, being the great heroine who

saves the day. The one who has true

friends and a man who loves her with all

his heart.

But you know what? I am a dreamer, of

course my dreams are like that. I barely

have a friend who I am always with. I

never had a crush, a boyfriend, or been

on a date.

I am a dreamer, a girl who wishes to be

everything she is not in a world that can

only exist in my fantasy.