Opportunity Poem

True songs are made with passion,

Held together by a band of hearts.

Our souls have danced in harmony,

In harmony I am lost.

Some souls will make a new path,

No matter where it will go.

Dare I choose to follow?

Dare I tell them no?

A dream, a goal, a career

The life that we all want

Our band of hearts divided.

I am the only one.

Are these really my dreams?

Understand, I can’t decide.

Look at them; heads trapped in the sky.
Opportunities or a passionate lie?