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I used to have big dreams like everyone else

To get a nice car and a big house

To have a paying job, friends, maybe one or two,

And adventures to make up for those I never had

But my dreams were crushed, like glass and paper

No one thought I could

My dad said architect's jobs were for guys

And that doctors get more money

So I lied to them and everyone else

Pretended that I was fine

Said that I wanted to be a lawyer

But I couldn't make up my mind inside

I don't think my parents would approve

Of what I really want to be

I tried to change my mindset

But I guess it wasn't meant to be

When I was young, 

I used to write books of fairies and dreams

I thought the world was perfect

And that nothing would change a thing

But as I grew, year by year,

I realized life was a lie

Bombings, deaths, war carnage-

Where was the fairy-tale I was brought up with?

I turned to writing, to keep my feelings safe,

I tried to hide everything I knew.

Maybe I won't be able to any longer-

But I'll continue, that's for sure,

And keep it in my memory forever.

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510 reads overnight? Thanks guys:)) Also thank you so much EnderFang999, potterheadivergent, SophieAbnegation, and Pandemonium_King for voting and commenting, so sorry if I missed anyone out. (Doubt so but okay)