Doorways to Infinity
People live to dream, but that dream will never enter reality
Despite the openings, it will remain stuck at the centre of fallacy
From an idealist’s point of view that dream will one come true
But that individual will realise the moment they succumb youth
They may run through the tall grass but eventually become lost
Through a mind so confused that it runs where the two roads cross
To become what you’re not, that’s an idealists of a perfect life
You grab the idea and plan to never go until the end of night
It breaks your sense of sight, the feeling that deceives with a vision
A place where you are able to work and to complete the mission
But as the deepness thickens and the closer you get to the goal
The clock goes back to life and then the undeniable truth unfolds
7 years ago,
All those holes that I dug six feet deep, during that ruthless work
Laying every sheet above and covering it up with all the useless dirt
But those dreamers age faster than the gain as they lose their worth
Only fate may select the victims that they choose to bruise and hurt
Dream in their truest forms remain in visions and tales told by failures
Like stories of the horizons that are never reached, told by sailors
Those ditches that I dug, now become a part of life I hold onto forever
I fell down and collapsed through the deception and we know live together
But those dreams that I really desired are thrown aside and set to fire
Some people who don’t realise, change dreams, treating them like tyres
But I was a victim of an unfortunate downfall when my chance expired
And then unwillingly returned to the lower level of my life prior...
Now, as they say...I remain the same person before I dreamt
Wasted half my life holding onto an idea envisioned as I slept
Then the climax occurred where the nightmare had to kick in
Such a dream would require the right footwear to prevent slipping
I for one was not bound for success, only left with a low level life
And now remain alone in the dark as I throw pebbles at night
As they skid the pond, that’s my life; a single throw to earn it
But I took a single shot at a dream but only scratched the surface
The rock skid across the ocean but only managed to fall In between
Failure was my destiny, was all I stored of what that symbol means
In other words, life was like lighthouse that emitted just one beam
Some shined in the light while others watched in the dark to see how fun seems
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