I Used To Be a Dreamer

I used to be a dreamer Growing up within my mind, I was no heavy sleeper By creativity confined I used to be a hero One day, and then the next I could've been Jack Sparrow Prancing between the decks I used to live in a circus With carousels and flying cats, I'd muck about without a purpose All day out, with Mr. Tall Hat I used to be a rarity From anyone else, I was unique I used to live in fantasy Believed in fairy tales, even magic Today, I am another person As normal as they define Too scared to be uncommon Afraid to be left behind Today, I live in blunt reality A world of black and white, that outlaws every little oddity and punish them on sight I have been dead before, When they took my dreams away.
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Fritsch Avatar
August 26, 2026 at 8:09 AM
Hi Christy ! I am a hobby musician. It was about 10 years ago and I had some kind of music in my head, looking for a suitable text or poem. Accidentally I found your poem "I used to be a dreamer" and it harmonized perfectly with my music. So I arranged my song, but it was never published. If you are interested, I can share my mp3 ? Remain creative ! ✍️
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October 12, 2024 at 12:55 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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February 18, 2016 at 11:57 AM
christy, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing and sharing your poetry. LOVE LINDA
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December 5, 2015 at 10:13 PM
Christy, I really enjoyed this poem thanks for sharing. Luv ~SKAT~
Costello Avatar
September 8, 2014 at 10:42 AM
I love this rhyme- favorite stanza-"..another person...left behind. Aren't we all afraid of being left behind??? Enjoyed your write so much I faved it :-)
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