Question

Ever since she was a preschooler. Always the urge to sing. Sitting in the corner with her CD player singing her lungs out. Imagining she was performing.The lights, the audience, dancing in her music video. The fantasy always being interrupted by doubt. A little voice saying its not real. Do something "real". Be a doctor or a teacher. 

Each time making her think she wasn't good enough she had no talent. 

Wondering Why are the people on t.v able to be where they are now.

Whats so special about them when 

they sing nonsense yet have all the fame. 

Why me who has something great to say not able. 

Why do I have to be a doctor. 

Why must I be categorized normal. 

Why always must I do what I'm told 

and be expected to be happy. 

What happened to Destiny?

Whats my path. Doesn't my past help guide me. 

Go through the mud to reach the castle.

Battle the dragons to be the knight. 

I been through it whats next.

Fight to Lose 

Suffer to Never be Happy

Dream so they can fade and never come again.

Be broken tamed, because its safe.

Why Can that "who" not be me and the "what i need" be my dream.