As I lay in bed every morning
Just as I wake up for a brand new day
I think about all the positive things I engage in
With other people
Have you ever wondered what a person meant?
As they smiled and said
Have a nice day
I pay attention to that all the time
To all the good things people say and do
To and for me
I sometimes find a space where I find true peace
See, all my life I’ve made it a point to go out of my way
To show and give the true meaning of love to everyone I meet
But I look around at others sometimes
And see hurt and pain today
So is it just a dream?
When I feel what I feel
Which is the true reality?
Should I stay in my space?
And not loose my place
And just turn over and go back to sleep
Because maybe it’s just a dream
Life is what you make it,