Saturday, March 10, 2007

Beneath Dreams

I'm not sure where to begin
Everyone points to the problem
never knowing what did you in.
Do you remember when we were kids?
Your search for acceptance never led you far,
and now you sell your heart to be highest bid.
Desperation never filled a hole
Your friends never left,
its our faith that you stole.
You change masks whomever to suit
beneath it you lie in guilt
dreams ever in pursuit.
Your chase is defined
by only who you are,
what dream is outlined?

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