Dreamer
My dad always told me nothing comes to a dreamer but a nightmare.
But to make your dreams come true you have to fight with those that seem to never want to fight
fair.
You have to fight with evil peope, who are just so deceitful.
They try to force to become a chicken though you were destined
to become an eagle.
They inject you with needles
of negativity so you'll be depressed and no longer gleeful.
That's why you can't be so naive and feeble... if you're a dreamer.
So always believe in God first,
so when the worst comes, it won't seem to be the worst.
Just break of the chains of jealousy,
and become a master of you craft.
Make what you love a symphomy that flows so pleasantly,
it sounds like audio caliography.
So smooth it gives you a sense of tranquility.
Don't let dream killers come in your proximity.
Cuz the only thing dream killers bring is hostility
and are persistently being suspiciously of you dreams succesful delivery.
Just excel at your dream so one day your dream can be a reality you can tell.
And remember never accept defeat;
just take time to let your wounds heal and retreat.
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