Dream within a dream,
What is this mind's grand scheme?
Life is spent doing maintenance,
aren't we worthy of abundance?
Tied down by upbringing,
confined in our little dream.
Listening is not our decision,
all we hear is opposition or validation.
We bless with all that we lack,
We curse with all that we have.
"Don't lie to others" teaches everybody,
"Don't lie to yourself" teaches nobody.
Originality is traded for sustenance,
health is traded for impulses.
Peace is theorized but suffering is applied,
do you even remember when you last cried?
If they say "Buckle up child, it's gonna be a tough ride",
tell them "Let me ride & then we will decide"
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Wisdom of an Old Soul
Poesía"I bleed words through the scars of emotions, I take those and turn them into poetic notions" Whenever I go through emotional roller coasters, words are always there for my heart's rescue. I believe whatever I have expressed in my Poems and Thoughts...
