“I dreamed a dream in time gone by
When hope was high
And life worth living
I dreamed that love would never die
I dreamed that God would be forgiving
I had a dream my life would be
So different from this hell I’m living”
So yeah, I copied this. It’s from Les Miserables, as you know. Sue me. I copied the words, but the feeling is mine. Where did it all disappear to? When did life kill that dream I dreamed? When did it all change? Gradually, I assume. And POW! One day .. I’m here.
I had a dream my life would be … so different, from this life I’m living. I was gonna be something.
I am a disappointment.