Musings of a random Dreamer

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Musings of a random Dreamer

[By:Pragathish]

The sky's blue,clouds are foamy,the sun's hot,

And I'm--what?

Ah,that's what makes me special

or maybe worthless,being real.

Oh,I hate being real-

What's the point,it is blatant and got no appeal.

As 'tis a beautiful life we live,hear,

don't let nobody advise otherwise.

God,I'm surrounded by them,the realists-

faces sly and hearts dried.

They peck me,and my dreams and my pride

I'm hounded all way around,

Outnumbered and overwhelmed.

No!But I'm not done yet,

'cause I'm not a fucking rabbit,

but a man,with will and grit,

and I'll stand and fight and fight and fight.