Its hard to bring back the good times that you had and its sad when you give up and let them die they are no longer dreams they are thoughts in your head that you tried to achieve, but its hard when there is no one to believe, I had a dream but its lost and i gave up and I wasted time, time that I didn't have, I laid down thinking about what I've could of been if I kept on believing in that dream but know its lost and I sit and cry all night because I let people put me down they said I wouldn't make it and I should just give up and silly me I listened, I wonder what it would of felt like if I made it, it would of felt so good to rub it in there face but no I can't because its now just a lost dream, I'm lost to trying to be found but it's hard when you don't really have friends to support you or when your mom hates you and your dad isn't even your real dad, I'm just a lost dream.
This book holds poems woven from dreams, a tapestry of fantasy and obsession, daring to explore the depths of my emotions beyond mere definition.
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For me every soul has a simple story, one that unfolds directly.
But when it comes to poems, they transcend the ordinary. They are profound, open to interpretation, deciphered through the unique lens of your own perception.
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Soo..shall we uncover the magic within these pages, together exploring the spectrum of emotions and the captivating landscapes of fantasy?
Umm..I'll take it as yes (*≧∀≦*)
N PLS DON'T MIND MY DESCRIPTION
M REALLY NOT GOOD AT IT ( ̄▽ ̄)
◇Used Pictures are not mine
◇Source: pinterest
♡So picture CREDIT goes to the rightful Author*