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STOP!

Tell me when to stop
I have this tendency of thinking that I can make it in this world
I have this ongoing feeling that I can’t shake that I am capable of loving
This explains a lot but not any of the questions that i have

Tell me when to stop
I have this urge to speak what my mind tells me
And the arguments it and I have fade like consciousness as you drift to sleep

Tell me when to stop
I have a hunch that if I work hard today, tomorrow won’t be as cold
But the frostbite on my feet makes it hard to walk

Tell me when to stop
If I look up to icons like Mandela, Gandhi and King
You tell me that I cannot afford such insanity; I need focus on the 8-5 and pay the bills

Feel free…anytime…tell me when to stop
I have this recurring dream that my life might amount to more than the change in 
your back pocket
You soon remind me that is just what it is…a dream

Please…any moment…tell me when to stop
I have hope that one day I will realize that dawn is an opportunity not a curse
Again you remind me that, that day is not today

Now I dare you to say it to my face louder than that deplorable whisper…tell me 
to stop
I have ceased crawling and I’m past walking, I’m running now
Forward, I hope, towards my fragile dream

I have realized the potential that lays untapped in me, untapped in you, untapped 
in each and everyone that stands and sit in this room
I am someone’s dream
I am someone’s key
I am someone’s starting push
I am thee undiscovered treasure of the last generation
I may have been a number of things in the past 
But what I can become is only bound by eternity

So if you to told me to stop
What makes you think that I will?

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