#003. Broken / Empty
I held my dream
So tight in my hand
That I crushed it.
For so long I thought
That as long as I worked hard
It would come true.
But when it was so hard for me
And so easy for others,
All I gained was bitterness.
I don't know
What hurts worse --
Holding the shards
Of my broken dream,
Or the emptiness that comes
When I let go of them.
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