Life carries on.
Do I believe this dream?
Perfection gnaws at my core-a refusal to fail
Between the lack of encouragement and a heightened
awareness that some view my life as a fabrication, a
dramatization of scale, I find myself driven to do more...Work harder.
To prove nothing, but for my own faith in the expectation of what is to come.
I wonder if we could survive without the accolades of men,
and am reminded to reach deep within for the passion
that becomes cloudy on occasion.
Senses are cleared and I remember what I came to do
The recurring dream continues
And life carries on.
Do I believe this dream?
Perfection gnaws at my core-a refusal to fail
Between the lack of encouragement and a heightened
awareness that some view my life as a fabrication, a
dramatization of scale, I find myself driven to do more...Work harder.
To prove nothing, but for my own faith in the expectation of what is to come.
I wonder if we could survive without the accolades of men,
and am reminded to reach deep within for the passion
that becomes cloudy on occasion.
Senses are cleared and I remember what I came to do
The recurring dream continues
And life carries on.
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