Dreams
From the Heart
Sometimes it all seems dark and stormy
Lightning, rain, and thunder
It seems like the storm never ends.
After all, it is just the eye of the storm.
Hard work peserverance,
All in the hope for a better future.
Blood, Sweat, and tears.
Countless nights spent on assignments
Are these sacrifices worth the pain,
I always wonder,
After all, hard work will always be rewarded,
Right?
These dreams,
Will they ever come true?
Will, they become forgotten in time?
I always wonder.
Countless arguments,
Sadness, pain
all will change in time.
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