How did the dreams of youth become,
So deep a pain inside?
How did I become so numb,
To the dreams once held with pride?
My dreams were once everything;
They helped me to cope,
And with every song that I would sing,
I’d feel a renewed hope.
How is it what once brought joy,
Brings now only pain?
The songs of youth soft and coy,
Sound out now as a bitter refrain.
I can not help how I feel.
I can’t change what’s happened;
Yet I sometimes still wonder how it would feel,
To have followed those dreams to the end.
K. Aldaya, 2/5/16
Picture: Artist Unknown; http://www.iamjoelbrown.com/motivation/16-reasons-why-its-so-important-to-follow-your-dreams/