How does it feel to have your dreams thrown away
At such a young age and all in one day?
To have them tossed to the side, in the trash, and to the curb
Without consideration to future endeavors
Or how it affects a person's stability
The emotions and thoughts that their dreams carried heavily?
To have the rug pulled out from under your feet
And have them stand over you as you lay in defeat
Squirming on the floor as they stand their ground
Of ensuring misery and keeping you bound?
Doomed to failure and humiliation at best
As all you can do is look up at the rest
Everyone else who've moved on and succeeded
While you just stand still, no, fall further as you pleaded
To an ear you force yourself to believe is there
But it doesn't listen, you only pretend it cares
That is, if it's even there for listening
But if you fall hard enough you'd believe anything
And in the end you know it's not your fault
Far out of your control like it's locked in a vault
To which you have no key nor know a combination
But you still feel like you deserve the damnation
If only, if only, there was a way to rewind
The events that transpired and the lies intertwined
But I guess that's just another hopeless dream, isn't it?