With the passing of each day, I long for it more.
With the night comes the wishing and with the day comes the struggle.
They say I’ll never make it but I will prove them wrong.
I will be the best.
I will get what I long for.
I will make my dream a reality.
Then everyone will want to be my friend but I can’t be everyone’s friend.
They’ll want me to come home but I won’t be able to.
All because my dream will be a reality.
