It's all gone

All the words i spoke,
All the tears i shed,
All the thrust i wanted to give,
All the things are gone.

All the stuff i did,
All the dreams i had,
All the things i wanted,
Are nothing compared to the world.

I wanted to be looked at,
I wanted to be somebody,
I wanted to be spoken to,
I wanted to be acknowledged.

Everything fades away,
And it all becomes clear,
that what i want isn't important to me,
to my friends, to my family.

It's what they want that is important,
My dreams will come eventually,
When there will be time for me,
To enter my world.

I want friends that will support me,
That will live for themselves and for their friends,
Is it too much what i'm asking?
Is this too much for friendship?

Can I be someone?
I'm trying to give it my all,
But I can already see where it will end,
Where is the world?

Where is the world in which I can make my dreams come true?