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I've read too many books I've heard too many songs I've seen too many things to know where I belong. To know where I fit in along which walk of life. I yearn not for the truth But for a guiding light I want to find a prince A struggle, and a quest I want to fight with skill a sword upon my waist I want to scream and yell with all the angry crowds I want to conquer all, and rest in golden halls I want my words to weave a canopy of life I want my stories told To children when I die I want to live a life of beauty, love, and war I want my eyes to shine, I want my wings to soar Alas it cannot be The time for that is past My dreams will never be The world I long for never was It's driven me insane For when I hear the calls, the symphony of where I ought to be it's Powersurging thrall The tears begin to flow For what I'll never see The minds that wrought my world are cruel minds indeed.