Hopes and Dreams

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    Hopes and Dreams

    I wish that I was cold and numb like you say I am
    Then I could say that I really don't give a damn
    But I still have feelings and you know I do
    Very deep seated feelings when it comes to you

    I planned to spend my life growing old with my best friend
    But you up and left me, that seems to be the new trend
    No on stays together, at least that's how it seems
    Nobody seems to care anymore about hopes and dreams

    When you walked away from me my hopes and dreams were shattered
    Now my thoughts and memories seem to be all scattered
    I never got a chance to try to make everything all right
    If only you had talked to me I may have seen the light

    But talking was too much for me to ask from you
    Without a chance to make things right you said that we were through
    I tried to make you understand just what you meant to me
    But because of others you just refused to see

    Now I'm sinking deeper into this ocean of despair
    I don't know how long I can last, I'm running out of air
    I wish someone would come along and help me to the shore
    I think I'm gonna drown, I can't swim anymore

    I'm sick and tired of fighting a fight I cannot win
    I never ever imagined doing that again
    You swore to me that you would never do this shit to me
    But I guess those promises only mattered to me

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    missann commented on Hopes and Dreams

    03-12-2009

    This is coming from your heart. Did you ever really expressed yourself to her to convince her to stay? I see you have deep passions and potential to express youself. Use it to you advantage. Good attempt. I will give you an 8

    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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