Dreams

Same dream, same expectation.
Same reply, same disappointment.
It's all a matter of words in the end.
Sad, but that is how you see it.


What's a dream? Images on my brain?
Projections of my heart?
Reflections of my past?
Excuses of my life?


I have my dreams, my own world.
My ambitions mean anything to you?
It's time to look past your thoughts.
Because there's people after them.
There's hope after them.
There's dedication after them.
But remember, I'm there too.