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Dreamland
 

 

 
I’m somebody’s daughter
I’m somebody’s friend
I’m some one’s last dream
I don’t think I can explain

I’m somebody’s lover
I’m somebody’s wish
I’m some one’s last hope
I don’t think I know what that means

I’m somebody’s connection
I’m somebody’s future
I’m some one’s last vision
I don’t think I can become

I’ve got somebody’s faith
I’ve got somebody’s trust
I’ve got some one’s legacy
I don’t think I can live up

I’ve got somebody’s hate
I’ve got somebody’s fear
I’ve got some one’s conviction
I don’t think they even care

I’ve cried somebody’s tears
I’ve cried somebody’s pain
I’ve cried some one’s sacrifice
I don’t think I know who I am

I don’t want somebody’s pity
I don’t want somebody’s help
I don’t want some one’s honesty
I don’t think that I deserve

I know I’m not my reflection
I know I’m not what you see
I know I’m not dreaming, but
I don’t think I’m ever awake
 
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