"You'll never reach anywhere",
Said someone aware,
Words can hurt more than actions,
But still chose words wrong,
From all faces.
Dreams change,
As our perception change,
With years growing older,
Into teens reaching the border,
And adulthood waiting around the corner.
Her dreams were never the same,
Like seasons it change,
But one thing remained the same,
Her heart,
It wanted something different,
As if destiny chose her to be different.
Never following anyone's footprints,
She created her own footsteps,
For she chose her own path,
Ignoring a million other
Which will lead her down the same road,
A million others chose.
Like trees in autumn.
She shed the leaves,
Which pulled her down,
Like the shackles around the prisoner
imprisoned for a lifetime.
Fighting off the world,
As she rowed her boat
Against the stream,
On reaching the end,
Painted rainbow,
With pride, she'll scream,
"I will never reach anywhere but here"
-D_R
A poem I wrote, while sleeping? Well technically I was almost asleep, I fell asleep about three times while typing this so correct me if I am wrong anywhere also tell me if this isn't good, if this isn't good I'll either take it down or keep it here depending on your choice.
*Sigh* Again you should probably go after OreLace for making you read this, as she's the reason I am publishing it AGAIN!
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