Wide eyes under the night sky
Thinking of what they want to see
A mind full of possibilities
Wondering; what it can be?
He sits there still, lost in his thoughts
Blissfully unaware of what may befall
Soon their voices reach his ears
Screaming all the reasons why he can’t be what he wants
He tries to block them, but all in vain
He fights till he can to remain sane
But they are many and he is one
They have power while he has none
Doubts and fear cloud his mind
Leaving a broken spirit behind
And just like that he shuts his eyes
Raises his hand in defeat and sighs
His mind is nothing now but black and white
Those dreams long gone- out of sight
