They call me dreamer, that I reach to high.
Exspet To much or little.
They ask my why, and I say.
They tell me it's wrong to follow my dreams.
But Im going to any way.
They call me a dreamer even by day I am.
I hold the optimistic meaning for each day.
You may call me a dreamer but your the pessimist, I'm sorry I aim to high.
Care to much, and fall to hard.
But that's just me being me.
The dreamer.
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PoetryThese are poems I write, there just things that come upon me:) I hope you guys like them!
