The WHY: So this poem is basically about when i was going through a really rough time where i felt i was under alot of pressure and just in too deep. To express moreso how i felt, i NEEDED to write about it..
A Dreamer Like ME
Every extra push is like a mountain climb
With the thought of disappointment and judgment snarled into my back.
Nobody seems to care how this is affecting me
One day I will be pushed to far that I will no longer be climbing mountains, but jumping them
This needs to be stopped
An imaginer like me should be able to take a different path than suggested
This path is not wrong; like the plastics will tell you
But yes it is curved, bumpy, and oh so dangerous.
Yes, it is deadly.
But with guidance from above and pliers to extract the sadness
This journey is possible for any dreamer.
Like me.
Sincerly,
Sarah Jessica
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