My Reality
Chase your Dreams
Never let them go
I wish it were that easy
Mine are lies
I scream and I scream but not my thoughts
they dont come out
they haunt my sleep and pound my brain
but who am I, I'm not destined for fame
I wont stand on a stage
there is no crowd
I cant even say the truth out loud!
but it never goes away
the pure desire
to hear my words catch like fire
to SING
to sing
to....
nevermind
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