Just a dreamer...

His a dreamer.
His magic.
His a poet.
He lets it all go to his head.
But he hates himself,
For reasons he doesn't quiet understand.
He barely speaks, keeps his tongue tied.
When he has fooled everyone else,
Who is there left to fool?
The way he lives his life is appealing to the eye.
To him his life is nothing but garbage.
His life is made up of day dreams.
So don't take his dreams from him,
Because they are all he has.
Just a dreamer.