This is me.
This is my dream.
I write all these words,
But I still don’t feel they sing.
You never know,
One day you might see.
I might sing for you,
And you might like it too.
These words I write,
Don’t have a meaning.
These feelings I crave,
Don’t have a purpose.
Life’s not easy,
Nor is it on silver tray,
But maybe someday I might sing a note or two.
I crave the light,
I crave the love,
The music’s there,
It just has no place to go.
I never said I was Alanis,
Nor did I say I was Michelle.
I am Sarah,
That’s all.