I wish I could write poetry for the rest of my life.
I wish I could write and write until I die.
But the hands of the society pulls me down back to my "senses".
Only if they knew how I felt from my lenses.
"Poetry cannot make you a living" they say. "Come back to the reality and have a dream that is fair"
I may not be good at poetry but it is something I love. It is something I want to share.
Amidst a world where there are dreams that are "practical".
People just ignore my poetry. They just seem to not care.
Poetry is not just a bunch of rhyming words put together.
It is the words of the soul that should not be kept in forever.
I may be really young and immature.
My poetry might be really bad. And there exists no future.
But it doesn't stop me from expressing my emotions through writing.
For my dreams I will always be fighting!
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