I know you just want to save me from a world of disappointment
But I don't really need you to tell me that the world is ready to strike down the non-conformist like me who tries to play the game…
That's it shoot me down so I can be as miserably happy as you,
But misery isn't the company I want to keep
I love my idealism
My teachers in high school also told me
The world would chew me up and spit me out
I better get a thicker skin before I get out there…
So here I am 20 years later
And I'm still an idealist
The world didn't beat it out of me
You see I think the world needs me
To be who I am
To have my visions
To share them
My love
My unbridled hugs
I don't really think
That anyone would be happy
If the Manea they knew
And loved
Said,
“You know, you're right,
I should give up on such foolish ideas
And dreams.”
The poet
The artist
In me would die on the spot.
Like Tinkerbel,
My light would fade…
And the spark
You love in me would die…
So I want to change the world
Because I believe I can.
That's my dream
That's my vision
That's at the core of my love
To empower in you the change
I wish to be in the world…
Where we are connected…
