Failure In Dreams
The strength in bleeding.
Weakness is for the pleading.
Begging for something better.
Or perhaps something worse.
The growth is something fake.
When feeble ways are there to make any mistake.
And the fingers are numb.
And your back is aching.
Because you dream of success.
Settling for nothing less.
Who's wrong for thinking this way?
Who's wrong for being weak?
When you dream of something that you cannot reach.
And when you know that failure is the only thing that's able to breach.
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