Pretending

Maybe I could be a sailor

Sailing each ocean

Searching for treasure

Synced with the waters motion

Pretending

Time is bending

Maybe I could be a cowboy

Riding my wild steed

Disappear into the sunset

Right after doing my good deed

Pretending

Time is bending

Maybe I could be an astronaut

Travelling so far away

Searching for a new home

Somewhere I would love to stay

Pretending

Time is bending

Maybe I could be a teacher

Teaching all that I know

Sharing my knowledge

Showing others so they can grow

Pretending

Time is bending

Maybe I could be a doctor

Repairing all who are ill

Fixing bones that are broken

Helping is a great trait still

Pretending

Time is bending

Maybe I could be a writer

Jotting down my thoughts

Recording each memory

And everything I've been taught

Pretending

Time is bending

Maybe I am nothing

Existing is not a choice

Smaller than an atom

So tiny I don't have a voice

Pretending

Time is bending