Achieve your dreams they say,
But stay in line,
The sky's the limit,
But After that is a decline,
You can't always get what you want,
But why not,
What if i want the stars,
Is that not food for thought,
So many people fear being different,
Fearing stepping on toes,
But you can not truly live,
If you are a walking drone,
Zombies to what is new and 'cool',
Allowing yourself to be stepped on,
Allowing people to tell you no,
Following the trends even if it makes you look like a fool
Rise against the rising tide,
For your dreams are yours,
And no one else knows,
You are the party don't just be decor.
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