In the realm of dreams, a vision bright,
PBB's stage, a shining light,
Audition calls, a chance to seize,
But time's constraints, a gentle tease.
May 18-19, a date so near,
Opportunity knocking, loud and clear,
Yet, duties call, sacrifices to make,
A choice to ponder, a heart to take.
The allure of PBB's house so grand,
A taste of adulthood, life firsthand,
To experience all, in that vibrant space,
A dream to chase, a leap of grace.
But in the balance of now and then,
The whisper of "next time," a gentle ken,
Time's relentless march, a steady beat,
A future chance, a promise sweet.
Teenage years fleeting, like a passing breeze,
Adulthood beckons, with its mysteries,
To be a housemate, in that famed abode,
A story to live, a path to unfold.
So, in this moment of choice and fate,
A dream deferred, yet not too late,
For PBB's door, an eternal gleam,
In the audition dream, a timeless scheme.
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"Whispers of the Heart: A Symphony of Mixed Emotions"
Poetrypoem of nonstop emotions that you are going to relate
