Hold fast to dreams
For dreams do
die
If you not hold on as tight as you can
Forever you will
cry
Feeling un-successful
Potential is just
that
Pinnacle
un-tapped
and everyone around you notices
that
Some of those that you've helped
Will talk behind your
back
While others will be happier than you'll ever
be
All because excuses sung from your lips
Like the favorite mantra to
sing
Life will be life
There will always be
something
You're supposed to expect it as you push
So that when
surprises arise
they affect you with
nothing
You must, you must focus
Like zombies in
trances
So you can beat the dark cloud
and your eyes will no longer
Leak and speak of
sadness
So what must you do? Seek your
passion.
Never mind the obstacles in your way.
Thrash them.
Mind your lips. Quiet your
tongue.
Sharing your dreams with others
No longer work for you
Thine will shall be
done
Discipline, determination, drive,
apply.
So the next time they see you
Your accomplishments should reek in the air
and you'll find that your completion begets non-gossip
and rolling of thee
eyes
Envy and jealousy will
merge
Because secretly they
thought
You were all
talk
But secretly you've snapped out of your
procrastination
With excitement and great
urge
With greatness as your
destination
Now, their feeling some kind of way
because you've peaked faster in six months
than they have in one
year
Maybe it's because they thought they had
all the time in the world
While you thought you were running out of time, oh
dear!
But they didn't know that you've been through so much
that it just stifled you a
bit.
This was really your pace before all of the tragedies
happened.
Now, they realize, they were never on your level in the first
place.
As you never left the top. You just took a
break.