I dream...
I dream of a better tomorrow where bullshit don't exist
Where sorries and thank you's wouldn't constantly be misused.
Where men were fateful when they said I will be there for you.
Where my mom and dad would stop arguing over money
Where family wasn't fake to you because they only needed you a certain time.
Where the word I love you actually counted for something.
Where the values we once had weren't a myth.
I dream of a better world where all of this bullshit was just a fantasy.
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