Dream or fantasy?

A dream is born

A young man picks up a guitar

Fly to the highest highs

Follow the path

Then trail blaze it some more

Be a superstar

Be a someone

The dream is big

But the drive is not

The hope burns bright

But the distractions are many

The fear is big

The pain is real

The dream it fades

Reality sets in

The dream that felt like a dream

Was only ever a fantasy

 

 

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