Dreams Upon the Horizon

There are many things I dreamed of, when I was a little girl,
Like rainbows, butterflies, and vanilla chocolate swirl
I dreamed of growing up and wonders, bright and new
Of flowers, pretty things, and meadows wet with dew.

Come near me now, and listen close to the story that will unfold.
Of things I deeply yearn for and dreams left untold.
I dont dream of pretty things or flowers or growing up.
I dont dream of butterflies or drinking from the silver cup.

Currently I dream of love and happiness thats so foreign now
I strive for perfection, although I dont know how.
I dream of soft eyes and sweet words of nothing whispered in my ear.
I dream of being content with life each and every year.

I dream my love will call me beautiful even with my flaws.
I dream of waking up with a smile, no reason just because.
I dream of living life to the fullest, something that should feel right.
I dream of letting go of my past, of knowing that Im alright.

This is my dream, alive and well, upon my own horizon.
And with each passing day for my dreams my grasp on them will tighten.
So, now you know those dreams of mine that arent so easy to forget
I really hope Im worthy, but for now, my dreams arent ready yet