When I was a child, you always said I could.

I always had ambitious dreams, and I always thought I would.



As I grow up and as the days go by, I notice it gets tough.

I sometimes feel like you don’t care, and it makes me feel ever so rough.



You've heard my ambitions for the future, which have changed into something different.

You don’t like my ambitions for the future, so you make them seem insignificant.



This is false hope, and it is what I hate.

I won’t even dare to now open its gate.



You always say I can’t and never say I can.

It’s almost as if you’re making it a special, personalised ban.



Never say you can’t and always say you can.

It’s only the other person’s special, personalised ban.