Start with fear
Add a heavy dose of self-doubt
A sprinkle of criticism from others
And sharpen the blade of reality
Finally, swing hard
Crack.
The beautiful dream weakens
And you swing again
Crack.
The process repeats itself
Over and over and over again
Weakening dream after dream
And slowly crushing a soul
You’re not only killing my dream
You\'re killing me as well
The blade hits again further damaging me
But it won’t break
No matter
How hard you swing
How much fear there is
How the words of other hurt me
Because I will always get back up
Beaten and bloody, but alive
You think
Why won\'t this dream die?
Because I won\'t let it
I will not go down without a fight