He has big dreams and only one nightmare.
But he get used to that nightmare
and eventually okay with it.
He lives as if today is his last day
and not afraid to talk about it.
He listens to what i listen
and he sees things the way i see things.
He puts words into the thoughts i have in my head.
We do things differently but pretty much the same.
We make things pretty
and we don't care if they don't understand.
He has big dreams and only one confusion.
He turns a negative thought into something artsy
and no one needs to know.
He has big dreams and only one nightmare.
I have big dreams too, but many confusions.
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