I feel like I am telling myself lies and like my whole life has shattered before my eyes. People die everyday is my life really that bad? It doesn’t matter how much I tell myself I am right I still feel crazy when comes the night. I have a dream and its slightly broken but can I mend it or have I spoken a little too soon? Can you feel the call? I can feel it and I am risking it all, through thick and thin, through thorn and thistle, I bet the farm all the while I whistle my hopeful tune for all to hear so people may know that they too are near to completing their goal, I have seen the toll, no I’ve felt the toll, I’ve tasted the toll, I’ve beheld the toll in its full glory and its nasty and gory. It thrashes it tears at my inner most soul. Yet still I stand, yet still I fight, for a future oh I am filled with fright. I calm myself by setting my gait, to take on the world is no small feat so I must be diligent I must be strong. I have what it takes even when I am scared and so do you even when you can’t stare your fear straight in the eye don’t worry even then, your heart will prevail and you’ll taste the win. I am crazy, yes there I’ve said it, I believe in dreams, hearts, and hope and no debt in it. When you feel like a failure or you feel like you’ve lost it look in the mirror and tell yourself “I’m tough shit.” I will make my way and tell all I did it not to brag but to show them they can make it. Hope, love, and peace are what I strive for and maybe we all should and see what’s in store. If we all took the time to make our dreams real we would see a better world, and we surly will.