I know that at least
once in your life
you had a dream.
And someone put you down.
Someone pushed the idea away.
They didn't love you enough to realize
What they were doing.
And it hurt.
I know.
But sometimes that's what life
is all about.
Everything happens for a reason.
There's meaning in it.
Put your hand
over
your heart.
Feel that?
Know what it is?
I bet you think you do.
But its not just a beat.
It's a purpose.
YOU ARE READING
You are Only
PoetryI fell again and again and i know you did too. but the difference between you and I? You got back up.