Dreamers
I used to be a dreamer,
and hope for the best,
but then I fell below,
with the rest.
I thought I understood,
I thought I knew right,
but I never knew,
I'd lose the fight.
I gave up that day,
on my dreams,
because they got me nowhere,
so it seems.
My dreams were pointless,
just false hopes,
when yet I was,
bound with ropes.
Tied to this world,
full of fear and pain,
and there was I,
stuck in the rain.
I was a dreamer,
many years before,
but there is just,
no use anymore.
poem by Katherine Bryce
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