Break Free

Familiar faces. Nameless places.

Confusion.

Waking up from the worst dreams and waiting for the best.

I've seen deterioration. I've seen procrastination.

Putting off the necessary for what is contrary to belief.

No relief.

Surrender and retreat.

The only thing we have to fear is fear itself.

The only enemy I have is myself.

Same difference. Same witness. No one wants to fast forward. Everyone wants to back track.

The past. Hated.

The present. Misunderstood.

The future. Debated.

We want what we can't have. We see what we can be.

Dreams. The only place we are really alive. 

But why? Who says you can't fly? Who says you can't go from rags to riches.

What one person, what one thing stops you from being who you wish to be?

No person is powerful enough to take away the keys to your dreams. No person is powerful enough to change what you believe.

Break free. Change the "norm." Do what you love. Change perceptions and predictions. Live your dream. 

 

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