I have a dream.
Now I am not a black man who became a legend out of his names initials and I did not say ,"I had a dream" I said,"I have a dream" so don't confuse me with the King, please.
I only dream of speaking.
Because I think that I tend to be good with words and as frustrating as it is to think as much as I do about the thoughts that I have to, I want everyone to hear them.
Unlock the trap doors inside of your head and open your mind.
I'm knocking for a reason.
I don't like using the word,"I" but without it there would be no talk over "me" and that's one more subtracted chance for everyone else to say,"you" so I mine as well speak of myself as much as I please so listen to my words.
Don't let my given sounds go to waste.
That's what I'm trying to avoid.
Hear the emotion in my voice and let me stand in front of my crowd with a beating passion in my chest.
My dream.
Is to be heard.
I can stand on a stage with a microphone but I will never be able to shout in it loud enough.
The speakers volume is impossible to raise high enough.
Hear me.
If I say something dark then feel it and fear me.
If I say something about love then hold your own hands and believe it.
When I tell you how I see the world, close your eyes and agree with me.
My dream.
Is to have an audience.
A world
of listeners.
A world
Of County's of open eyes who can see my visions.
A world
Of Towns of torn up shoes who understand what I feel and city's of empty wallets that pay attention to my vocabulary simply for hope.
I know that you should not dwell on what if's because what if they don't come true and I know that dreams are not promises but I also know that promises are not the only truths so what if my dreams do come true.
What if I fall asleep and realize I've been awake the whole time instead of vise versa.
My dream.
Is for dreams to come true.
