What keeps me up at night
Are my impossible dreams- that I fight
Constantly, I tell them to fade away
But they resurface every day
To taunt me, ask me why I have not made
Any attempt to turn them into reality, why I have not paid
Enough attention to what they keep trying to tell me
How do I explain to them that I do not see
Myself as a person whose dreams come true
The present I have enough difficulty navigating through
Therefore I think it is worthless to prioritize
My dreams, because they would only materialize
In a nebulous future, if they come to fruition at all
So, in the attractive trap of dreams I don’t fall
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My dreams still cling to me tenaciously
From their grasp I cannot seen to break free
Someday I shall listen to them attentively
And explore the direction in which they take me..
Passion...unbridled 