From Counterproductive to Proactive

When you start you've got questions

What is the end you have in sight?

Do you cling stubbornly to dreams or

Watch them when they leave like birds,

Free as the wind and vibrant and alive

But they're gone from your cage

Never to be seen again

From the start you want to keep hold

You want to be here, you want to be big

You want to be great, you want to be real

In your attempts to stubbornly cling

You

Fall

short

And it is a natural progression

Similar to the way night becomes day

You stop seeing

You stop hearing

Are you truly even breathing?

You silence the outside

Keeping yourself within

But People love you

People support you

People believe you can

Be

Better.

Because you can.

And so you do.

This poem is about: 
Me

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