New paths

Sun, 10/21/2018 - 20:23 -- Elesa

Dream's forced to be forgotten
Remembered years later
Enamored with it's hardship
A come to heart with reality was forced
Made changes to the plan
Shaping who I am
Creativity is my forte
Reality it's enemy
Enamored still, a need to help others was created
And now a new forte is created to be developed and spread
Time will tell where this new dream goes
Imagination is the key
Vital to success
I hope one day it all comes true
True for me and ytue for others
Yielding never again and continuing forward

This poem is about: 
Me

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