I am your American dream and
I'll be whomever I choose to be
No one, nothing, anything is quite like you
So close not quite to being the someone you'd like
if I even cared - a little bit - I might try
but I try and I try and I try... to forget
It's strange sometimes, I don't feel so blind
You're amazing and beautiful and wise beyond years
you're a memory, good and bad, courage and fear
a sentiment of solitude proud as can be
But the fact of the matter is... you're not meant for me
You say hello but I always say the same
Can't believe I have found myself inside of this game again if I had confidence, I would just leave
but here I am again and this is really nothing new
That you had the right to make me once again choose
between myself and my dignity
And it's strange sometimes
I don't feel so blind
I can't be
if you're not meant for me

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