I had a dream before I knew it, I wanted more before I realized it.

I thought I was what people defined me to be, then I learnt that I can have my say on anything that has to do with me.

I grew a wanderer, forced to surrender to things that barely made sense to me.

Until I discovered the door to my heart.
The passage to my mind, the path to my soul.

It made me stronger and bold
To do what my heart told.
To let go of all the sadness and guilt.
It did nothing but increase me in filth.

Now, as I look back to those days I call my dark days
I realise I needed what they gave
To live to see this day when I could finally say "whew, am safe."

Safe in the cocoons of my dreams
That is endless beyond the land and seas to a place far far away but still within reach.

Those dark days make way for better days.
Without the dark days, I wouldn't be here to celebrate these bright days

Now that I've learnt about the much needed dark days
I can see how much sense it makes that this life has done nothing but guide me towards my dreams.

Now I celebrate life in full, made up of dark and light days.
It was nothing but a walk towards my dreams.

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