Frank Mileto - Contradiction

So, You read the title - or did you? I knew it
These days nobody really appreciates good music
Oh sorry, Did I say good? I don't give my music worth
But unlike most of these artists I put in so much work

Just for you to listen and forget all of my words
For disrespect I get it you don't have to make it worse
I try so hard to make it past a decent sounding line
God damnit for a white boy, I guess he really tries

I wish, I really won't admit. I say I'm so determined but in side I want to quit
My sound is so unwanted but it's what I have acquired
And my taste a swear I waste it on the sound you all desire
I'm so passionate about the this stressing I'm only fifteen
I'm sure my voice turns off a lot of big guys in the music scene
I might be young and dumb and just like every teen
But I try to understand and damnit, I have a dream

So, you heard me - or did you? I knew it
These days nobody really appreciates good music
Oh sorry, did I say good? don't mean to be a jerk
Just like most of these artists I don't put in any work

Just for you to listen and forget all of my words
For disrespect I get it you don't have to make it worse
I try so hard to make it past a decent sounding line
For someone so quote "passionate," he doesn't even try

I have a dream. I have a dream. maybe I don't have a dream
Ok I don't have a dream

Sometimes I can't tell the difference between dreams reality
Even though I often wish that my dreams were reality
If only I could dream and turn into actuality
I'd probably just dream about having a real dream

Whatever that means I hope I'm not just anyone in molding figurines
I want a real dream; I want a real dream

Written by:
Frank Mileto

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