MyDream
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One day
so soon to say,
I'll be sitting there
on the stylist chair.
I had worked so hard
never thought i'd get ths far.
I finally had my own
my knowledge had finally grown.
My own salon,
Change
Change yourself,
Change your environment,
Change your world.
Change the world.
Man,
We are all one.
All the same,
equal
Every one of us
Pacing around in delicate circles, tracing the words that encompass the fire
The inextinguishable flame that ignites the one desire driving me mad
A beautiful and unforgivable dream
Baking
It's always been my passion
But I never realized
How much work it could be
From the schooling to the fees
I never knew how much work it really was
But even though it's tough
These big and strong trees
Have a great tunnel like view
with their evergreen leaves
The stress of this workload
Is causing me to go insane.
It's starting to hurt my brain,
Feeling like it's going to burst
And cause eternal pain.
I start to question
At the end of the road,
My parents said my desired career was not fit for this world.
They said I will not make enough money to live.
I want to change the world.
I want to BE somebody.
Do they not understand?
Protection
Order
Law
Instinct
Control
Extraordinary
Often forgotten
Facts
For you!
Intelligence
Cares
Everyday
Reliable
Papery skeletons of age-old trees
moldering in bindings wrinkled well,
Beyond the world I create for myself, is another.
A multitude of verses that all do sing their own song's.
Hoping, praying, that others would listen to their verses.
I still remember that night,
I let loose my greatest fears.
I still recall the fright,
And my pilow drenched in tears.
Like a lump on a log it grew,
Dreams are a series of thoughts, images, and sensations occurring in a person’s mind during sleep. Dreams could be considered a form of storytelling; they are like a movie constantly playing in our minds when we sleep.
Hell is walking the road of life searching for someone to talk to
To feel stranded while surrounded by people too focused on their own trivialities to notice
They say you will never amount to anything
That the color of your skin is too dark
You’re body too curved
Skin too tinted…
Dream a dream so sweet and sound
of a place so enitially profound.
where hope and joy and be eternally found.
why would a robin ever want to be on the ground.
why would one never want to make their sound.
Je suis une rêveuse.
An idealist,a visionary,a wishful thinker.
A fantasist,a romantic,a stargazer.
If you only knewShe devotes her life to youSupports everything you doApproves of every moveHer life was once a mess andShe fell victim to depressionBut that voice caught her attentionAnd you brought out her best, manEven when she hit her all-time
My skin crawls with expectancy. What will I decide? Insecure. Delirious. Amazed.What will I become? What will we become?Never expected to come so far... now what?Stupid, rediculous epiphany.
My skin crawls with expectancy. What will I decide? Insecure. Delirious. Amazed.What will I become? What will we become?Never expected to come so far... now what?Stupid, rediculous epiphany.
Eyes the color of gold
Draw me into your soul
I am floating towards the sun of our love.
Feeling its stunning warmth throughout my being,
I am forever hypnotized.
We smile from ear to ear
I’ve heard thatYou can’t make houses out of human beings,So I will build a home.
Never Gave Up
10 years, 4 kids, never married.
He would always do something and she would always figure out. Fighting to hold up the relationship to better the life of their four kids.
I used to be all giggles and laughs and gay
Until death and sickness took my family away
Then razors and demented things became my friends
I thought that's how my story would end
I was living in a haze
Quick question . . . What is a dream ? By definition , a dream is . . . A mental picture . A desire. an ambition. A depiction of one's imagination . A visual. Visualizing what is to come .
Our faith is our sail
Intuition the wind
The life we've built for ourselves is the hull beneath our feet
The world may get rough at times
The seas shaky and the winds turbulent
The sky so dark with glitter
I leap to touch and shine
I want to feel the velvet brush
Tickle my skin
And set me ablaze with dream
Yes, dream
I touched a star once
Magnificent.
In your life you're always judged. PRESSURED! YELLED AT! Until you're crushed. People will tell you you're not worth a dime. But giving up and crying is the biggest crime. Never stop until you're flying. Even if that means you die while trying.
Ever since I was young,
Creativity came of the tip of my thumb.
Taught not to give up on my dreams;
If I was an essay, art would be my theme.
Some people get butterflies when inspired
The darkness consumes me,
Taking over like a poison I can't control.
Mt dream is to be free,
To take control of my heart and soul.
Trapped behind bars, day after day,
