Wayward Dreams

Summary

A Thousand Breaths I waited for perfection but it never came I waited for honor but received his brother shame I waited for belief but confusion reigned supreme I waited for clear vision but I couldn't find my dream So instead of waiting until I died a thousand deaths I pulled up my bootstraps and breathed a thousand breaths I took what I had and turned it into something to be proud of I turned my dream into art and my life into hope and love

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