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Who Paid You ?

By Reema D'souza

I woke up well before dawn,
'Cause there was something to which I was drawn!
I woke up after a dream,
An idea, a scheme!

It was all I thought about that day,
There was sunshine to make hay!
This went on for days and nights,
I finally decided that it had to see light!

I told the people around of my dream,
My plan to build a team!
I told I'd put my heart and soul,
Putting in everything to make it whole!

But the world laughed at me,
Stopped me from from thinking free!
Told I was crazy,
And that my vision was hazy!

They told it was a joke,
My dreams went up with the smoke!
They told I couldn't,
And so I shouldn't!

I was hurt,
Never thought the world would be so curt!
Tears filled my eyes,
Wished that the world would be nice!

My dreams were broken,
With the harsh words spoken!
I called myself a fool,
For letting my heart rule!

I felt the world was right,
And so I gave up my fight!
Wiped my tears away,
Decided to go the world's way!

The dream kept coming back,
But I never ventured on that track!
Did what I was supposed to,
Never thought about anything new!

If I couldn't, then I shouldn't,
And so I didn't!
I never gave it a try,
Bid my dreams goodbye!

Now I've almost reached the end,
Thinking about the life I could mend!
It's now too late,
I've surrendered my dreams to fate!

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I could have and so should have,
But I didn't, I may have!
And now my heart screams,
'Who paid you to give up on your dreams?'

 

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