Dreams Irony

When i was young I dream of a perfect love. As i look up to the sky, i see myself having groom and being a bride. Walking down the aisle With too many petals of roses, Clapping hands and true smiles From my family, relatives and friends. But the world seems like a roller coaster. You can't control where path to go. And here i am in the rainbow, Thinking why am i here and feel sorrow. Having identity crisis Is not easy like a 1,2,3 then that's it. Feeling like I'm not normal, Feeling like I'm an immoral. As time goes by, I go with the flow. I let myself do what i have to do. Surprisingly I found you and you let me grow, For the things that i love to do. Actually, I never thought to have you; But i prayed for someone like you. I never thought that God gave me you; Because it's impossible to come through. Now, my heart was fine Even if I'm will never be a bride Because i have you by myside Supporting each other and we will survive.