What I always wanted

Always wanted to be the guy
holding the guitar
Always wanted that long drive
in a luxuruious car

Always wanted the gals to feel like
I was their dream guy
Always wanted to let the guys know
I was a friend worth the try


Always wanted to be the best
at what I did
Always wanted to keep pushing
at that closed lid


Always wanted to know about
a thousand little things
Always wanted to be the jack of all trades who 
could outshine the so-called kings


But between what I always wanted
and what I was going to be
came the the deep and turbulent ocean
which we call reality


Now what I am 
is the guy holding the pen
Now I want to shed light on things
shoved into the dark and endless den


Now I don't want to be any girl's dream guy
for I'm sure the one who is yet to be
would wake up from her dreams
and on a day not so far,meet me.


Now,I still want to be a master
of my limited arts
Still want to aim for the bull's eye
never falling short of darts


So what, if the tides of time
create a bit of varience
if you always knew what you wanted to be
you will shine someday
with unparalleled radiance