Dream Not Me
Dark, cold, alone ,
decisions which led me to my final stop,
my end of the road
waking up to no public statements,
yet I sleep until morning
afraid without a future
Taking my kid to work with me
But Im in here for eternity
alone and obscure,
I want out urgently
Trust not those around you,
But those within you
As I am now a victim of the fallen reign
now locked in a miscule cage
Pursuing a position as a masquerade
Indeed I was the greatest for ages
Now the real me is regretting and writing pages.
I as father am false me,
So I tell you dear daughter,
pursue yourself
And DREAM NOT ME.
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