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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=582440" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>What Am I Without Beliefs, Without Hope, Without Dreams?</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">So many beautiful things and wonders<br>Surround me<br>But I, in my isolation and weariness<br>Cannot see</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If you were to build a fine crystal palace<br>I would compliment every detail<br>But inside brush it off as a mere shack<br>Because beautiful to me isn't real</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If you bought me a world<br>You would bring me to tears<br>Because I won't let myself achieve<br>Beyond my dream fears</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I fear I'm so far gone now<br>I may be unable to return<br>I've lost my way<br>And with every turn<br>I'm distancing myself</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All my life<br>I've waited for my dreams<br>Pinned my life on them<br>But it's not what it seems<br>I could have them</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If I genuinely wanted<br>My dreams to come true<br>I could have reached them by now<br>But no, it's Alex who? <br>I've failed</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If I was worthy of them<br>I would have found a way<br>Despite the pain and fear<br>I wouldn't now say<br>I've failed</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Is it still worth trying? <br>I guess I'll always say yes to that<br>But still it seems I'm beyond my sell-by date<br>And I just don't know what the point is without my dreams<br>I guess that's why I held onto them for so long<br>But they're not coming true<br>And I've only myself to blame<br>Because if you want something that much in this world<br>You reach out and grab it<br>And never let go<br>But I see now I've been a coward<br>This whole time I thought I was being strong<br>By just holding on<br>But that was a lie<br>Maybe I wasn't born for this<br>Maybe I wasn't born for anything<br>Maybe everything I believe in isn't real<br>That's what seems to be happening<br>And without my dreams I am nothing<br>Not worth anything<br>To me</div><div style="margin:10px 0">At some point, I'm going to lose it completely<br>Freak out, go nuts, lose my cool, whatever<br>And then I suppose that will be the final decider<br>Dreams or this continued<br>Life or a slow and lifelong death<br>And I don't have faith in myself right now<br>I don't believe in this shell of a person<br>Because right now everything is crumbling around me<br>All that was real is not<br>And all that was not real now is<br>So what am I supposed to do? <br>If these are all tests to see if I'm worthy<br>To make me into the person I'm 'meant to be'<br>Then maybe I'm just going to fail at those tests<br>Not everyone passes every test in life<br>I'm not an achiever<br>I was a believer<br>But that has been stolen<br>Science came along and took away imagination<br>And now I just don't know what to believe<br>Through it all; through everything<br>I've always believed in something<br>'There's always something'<br>'Religion and Beliefs'<br>'People I care about'<br>'The person I'm meant to be'<br>My dreams.<br>But they're slipping down the drain faster than water<br>And I can't seem to reah out and hold on anymore</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But without my dreams<br>What the hell do I do with my life? <br>Simple answer: die</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Alex+Daydream">Alex Daydream</a><div class=q>
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Surround me
But I, in my isolation and weariness
Cannot see

If you were to build a fine crystal palace
I would compliment every detail
But inside brush it off as a mere shack
Because beautiful to me isn't real..."></div>
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