The tears sting my eyes
disappointment rings in my ears
sadness washes over me
as I listen to the words
"you'll never be good enough."
They tell me the truth
which I've known for a while
but that doesn't help me cope with the fact
that I'll never be able to do what I want.
I have to grow up
and let go of my dreams
it's time to mature
and see reality for what it is
although reluctant, it has to be done
I have to move on.
But it shatters my heart
now I pick up the pieces
one by one
putting them together
so that one day
they can be broken again.
But I won't be as stupid
I will be wise
and choose how my heart breaks
I'll make sure it's worth while.
I can't help but wonder
why life is so harsh
we're told to follow dreams
and then they're torn apart.
Authors note:
The dream I refer to in this poem is dance but there are many more dreams that can be taken away from not just me but everyone. I'm sure that many can understand the feeling I describe in this piece of poetry.
