I sat in silence
I stared at the ceilings
Then my mind just ran,
Not in a good way and not in a bad way
But in such a realistic way
They talk about doors that are opened
Opportunities,and a guaranteed future
But when I started filling those applications in
It wasnt cause I knew I would get in
But because ive made peace with my reality
Doors that were opened are slammed shut right in my face,big dreams,a future that seemed soo close is now nothing but a distant dream
You know it felt kinda familiar.. then I remembered my dream one where im running but getting nowhere
I've invested soo much time and effort in something that I know wont work
But I do it, just to make peace with it,
I do it so I can eventually be satisfied with JUST trying but the real question is whats my destiny
What does my future look like
I guess thats something we'll never know.
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Author:
Zellie (
Online) - Published: September 7th, 2026 04:58
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