shattered dreams

i walk on

microscopic pieces

of shattered dreams

i breath in doubt and feel it

consume me

pain burns a hole

straight through my cherst

and i can’t help but think

it would be for the best

all the while i’m listening

i hear the screams

“you’re not good enough”

they define me

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