The Voice Within

I slumber under a cozy veil,
Dreams unveil many trails,
Each one whispers, calls to me,
Saying it's a wide sea,
And I can choose to be.

But then the morning sun,
Gets me up for my daily run,
The mirror reflects,
No visible status yet.
"No future, no worth,"my mind repeats,
Generations' echoes, in defeat.

"Am I strong enough for the fight?"
Or will I fall in the dead of night?
Their words hitting sharper,
Buried deeper, tearing farther.
A path already chosen for me,
But 'tis not the path I choose for my glee.
 
My dreams reveal endless roles,
Guiding me toward brighter goals.
But it's not the one I take,
It's moving with no brake.

Another life, I will change,
Living in my own range,
This time no one to force,
And I follow my own course.

The road ahead may be unclear,
But I’ll walk it without fear.
In the silence, I'll find my voice,
A path to follow, a new choice.
No more chains to hold me tight,
I’ll write my story, take my flight.

This poem is about: 
Me

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