The Dream To Be

January 22, 2014

The dream to be more is a road unsure

Desperate for change, it starts in me

Dust off those words, those thoughts that torture

The Light reaches out to set me free

Take the stand and make it pure

Against all the odds, I can still see

There is hope for me on the road unsure

Indeed, there is hope for my dream

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