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Follow Your Dreams... And Don't Look Back


We run and we run,

Chasing after our dreams.

But we are attacked and give up,

Or, so it seems.

Ever since I was young,

Music has consumed my being.

It was much more than a passion;

It was something I was needing.

I craved to make

Music my career,

But was paralyzed and held captive

By the ever so present fear

Of having no job

Or not gaining income.

That’s why my ears were filled

With the dreaded “You are dumb.”

My friends say they love me

Yet support not what I do.

Instead they stand against me

I’m a captain with no more crew.

They say, “Just give up.”

Unlike Shia Leboeuf

But I’m sick of hearing this lie.

I believe I’ve heard enough.

Follow your dreams,

and make them come true.

You’ll end up happier,

And have no regrets, too. 

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mskdot25
<p>Your fat&nbsp;</p><p>Your ugly</p><p>Your black</p><p>Your hungry</p><p>Your stupid</p><p>Your angry</p><p>Go to school</p><p>Your dumb</p><p>People don&#39;t understand</p><p>Your mind is a gun</p><p>Filled &nbsp;with bullets</p><p>Take heed</p><p>A mind terrible thing &nbsp;to waste</p><p>So don&#39;t waste it on me</p>

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