Never let your dreams go just because people have other expectations of you!


The poem:

“Learn to adapt”
voices whisper
as a monotone tune
stuck in their head

A dragged out
piece of piano
amplifying in the corners of the street
reminding them
that they shiver
of who they have met
in the mirror
before they went to sleep

“I feel trapped”
I whisper
sitting in my room
after the sun has set

By finding a pen
I figured out
that lying under this spell
isn’t what represents my life
my highs and my lows
fusing in a soprano
I started rising and growing
as I began to write

An individualised beat
echoing loudly
reminding us proudly
that our future seems bright

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