I am just a girl with a dream, yearning and hoping.
I obsess about myself; my looks, my talent, my abilities.
I see my beauty and my gift, and others should see it too.
I want to be an actress, successful and independent.
I believe that if I had waited, I’d be famous, but now

I am just a girl with a dream, yearning and hoping.


I wonder how my life would be if I was a single woman.
I hear the echoes of my past, haunting my thoughts.
I regret all the lost opportunities, taken away from me.
I dream that one day I’ll be able to start over, but for now
I try to make the best of my life.
I am just a girl with a dream, yearning and hoping.

I pretend that I’m loved; that I’m wanted by everyone, but
I feel broken and lonely, an outcast in my own home.
I’m treated like property, invisible and nothing.
I worry that I’ll be stuck with my heartless, self-centered spouse my whole life.
I cry because I despise my husband, but I have no choice because
I am just a girl with a dream, yearning and hoping.