Why is there emptiness
in your muffled cries?
Where are the dreams
I once saw in your eyes?

Why are you suffocating
pull yourself through
how can you give up
what did you just do?

I didn’t do anything
I thought I did my best
the road I once walked on
slipped from beneath my steps.

I strayed from my path
and I fell to my knees
I thought I lost my trail
but my own path gave up on me.

Maybe the road you took
wasn’t yours to take
if you dared to dream
then don’t you dare break!

Create your own path
and hold the reigns of your road
don’t give up now
when you have a long way to go.

Where are your dreams?

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