I can feel it.
The subtle pressure
A hat just a wee bit tight.
The blister growing on your heel
A long, wet hike.
The first rays of dawn
On morning's eyes:
A touch of pain
A warm caress
I can feel myself slowly
Slipping under
The weight
The culture of mediocrity
Where dreaming is
Youth and Idealism
It's the new shirt that
In a day is
The old shirt you always wear
Cause it's so comfortable.
Dreaming is easy.
Pursuing dreams.
Pursuing.
Hope is hard, today.
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