Where for you the world began
Tread a thousand miles you trod before
They, your dreams, no help, for all you try
But you still try hard to write in the dark
Stand between challenges and obstacles
Adore the night to read all the invisible signs
Never put the clock as the limit of your dreams
You keep moving through every mystery road
Sometimes you expect miracles while running
For all questions that counts on reality's paper
Where for you the world began
You smile close all the wounds along your journey
Without caring about all their words about you
You stay focused on the world of your choice
Standing as a player is your goal to be born
Not being an audience carrying trash comments
Champion mentality you learn from the idol
See your weaknesses from people who hate you
Wrapped discipline in one principle room
Everyone has the right to reach the stars
Where for you the world began
See wisely every failure on your stairs
Being passion for every their pessimistic words
Hearing bad words like stones that you have to step on
All mistakes only become lessons to be stronger
The past is only a book that doesn't have to be read
Learning from the master is your breakfast
Practicing without seeing time is your dinner
There is no straight road for every big dream
There are no perfect humans and do everything right
Where for you the world began
We dreamers know the time will come
We begin to doubt our own abilities
We begin to feel walking on the wrong path
We start thinking about raising the white flag
Backing down, give up and disappear
Throw all dreams into the deepest abyss
Blame luck that we have never met
Blame the opportunity that doesn't stand on our side
Blame others for the failure of the whole story
Where for you the world began
In the rain when all doors feel closed
In one night when everything feels wrong
In the darkness when it felt there was no way out
The falling star gives you a secret message
Adore your presence as a new star
Bringing back your spirit that is dying
Giving you a mirror to see a powerful giant
To fight on the dream stage until the last point
Or go home to the comfort zone as a loser
About the Creator
E. NATASHA
I'm writer/author/ghost writer based in Bali, Indonesia. I love traveling, diving, mountains & photography. My principle,"Life is not just for breathing!" My email : [email protected] , happy to share :)
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