Mere Dreamer

I used to dreamed about being a bride…
Having a tiara in my head…
While walking in the aisle…
Wearing a long white gown with ruffles…
A soft kind of fabric that makes me feel like
A Princess…

I used to dreamed about being a loving wife…
To take good care of my husband…
To love and cherish him…
To be with him, in sickness and in health…
And till death do we part…

I used to dreamed about being a good mother to my children…
To give them a complete family, that I always ever dreamed of…
Provide all the attentions and needs…
Give them all my love and care…
'Til to my last breath…

But everything I dreamed of…
Would I ever fulfill them?
If from the start, I don’t know If I can really be what I dreamed to be?

I’m selfish,I’m rude and yet, still not know of what being in love is…
Should I stop acting like a child?
And be mature?
Let’s say I’m still too young…
Free of doing what I want…

But for how long?