It can be achieved, they said.
Dreams are possible, they said.
Don't give up, they said.
You can do it they said.
May be you can't, they said.
May be it's not for all, they said.
Still if you want, go ahead,
Silent tears were then shed.
You can't do it, they said
Don't try so hard, stop hurting your head
You're not an achiever, they said
You're just a dreamer, they said.
Take the easy path, they said
It's gonna be worth in the end
Try again you're not dead
We give up on you now, they said.
She heard all that they said
She smiled all along while she bled
Her tears were now dried
She was breathing fine,
but alas she was dead.
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PoetryYes, frustration. These poems have usually came out when I was or am in frustration. Republishing it for @xxonedirextionfanx. I put it down cause I thought it wasn't good but someone didn't like what I did. I'm sorry for that. So I have republishe...
