Dreams

Sitting on the chair, I tried to concentrate;
as the light from the lamp made the room illuminate.
Books were scattered, papers were spread over the desk,
but they were of no use as they gave me no rest.
I looked around and saw no more,
my vision was hindered and impaired, it could hardly reach the shore.
I looked down and the murmurs began,
“Are you crazy?”, “Don’t spoil your future”,
“Our family is not meant for such chores”.
Every time we went to someone’s house,
false considerations and surfaced opinions showered me around,
telling me my passion was good for nothing,
it was not gonna get me a stable job or settle me in.

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