I don't do fancy writing <br />I don't even write things <br />Good enough to be read <br />But I write what I feel <br />And I put my heart into it. <br /> <br />More often than not, <br />I'm disappointed <br />Over something I thought <br />Is okay <br />But I forget about it <br />I move on <br />Though how heavy my heart is, <br />I couldn't say. <br /> <br />I just trudge on <br />Because this is my dream, <br />My dream. <br /> <br />Dreams could be shattered, <br />I know that, <br />And I could be broken, <br />I know that too. <br /> <br />BUt if I don't move on <br />And continue to work hard <br />For my dream <br />Even if I'm not destined to succeed, <br />I would be nothing more <br />Than an unjustifiable existence, <br />A burden to the people I care. <br /> <br />And so I will continue writing, <br />Even if I grow old, <br />And fail, <br />For trying is a better option, <br />Than not having to work for something <br />At all.<br /><br />Izobelle Pulgo<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/because-i-do-2/
