Soliloquy (Adaptation & Inspiration from Hamlet)

To dream or not to dream; that is the question.

Would it be best to live the life of a puppet,

studying hard, following rules, doing everything based on a schedule,

as told by a figure other than one’s own being?

To neglect one’s mind and desires,

guaranteeing a stable future and income,

one can only ponder on the thought.

Would it not be simpler to dream,

to find joy in one’s pleasures and aim towards that direction?

To live in the moment and worry about the future when future comes?

Dreaming can only cause happiness and fulfillment towards oneself,

so why choose to hide one’s wishes?

Why deal with the many sacrifices, 

the pain, the sorrow, the frustration and limitations,

all of the misery found with putting aside one’s dream?

But to dream is to give sadness to those around.

To dream is to brush aside the hard work of those who raised one so-called dreamer

to prosper and find less difficulty in life later on as an adult.

What makes one able to dream,

if not for the love and guidance of those who raised them?

Ah, dreaming and becoming true to one’s desires would be heaven,

but risking the rest of one’s life filled with guilt

while watching their loved ones in despair would be torture.

So one takes the chains and shackles to their dreams

and trade in their will to satisfy those beloved,

for without them, one would not be able to have such dreams.

This poem is about: 
My family
Our world


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