I feel like I'm letting everyone down
I don't respond the way I used to
As quickly or as eagerlyI do not divulge into the updates
That feather the stream of speech
I choose who knows me, holds meI will do anything to feel enriched
activities that are selfish and dear to me
What did I miss?I listened with a full heart.
I used to think you couldn't have dreams
not everyone, of course
Someone had to fill the dreamers purseI was grateful to have so many give to me
I have to fulfill it now
But, I had not chosen a dreamAll of these believers and not a dream
I tried some out, they wore me down
While I ignored the dream I secretly heldAll roads slowly intertwining
I had a similarity in all of them
A common scenery for the setI will dream
I will use the word with force
Not holding back the smile it begs to feel- True blue
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