Live Your Dream

Give up, whispers my mind.

There are no new ideas for you to find.

It says it is just being kind

Before I get further behind

I need to be resigned

It further whispers that I am being blind

Give up, whispers my mind

I say in return: Not to be unkind

But you need to be redefined

For my dreams are intertwined

They just need to be refined

Not maligned

I won’t give up, I say to my mind

I’ll live my dream; I’ll remind

I won’t be confined

I will continue with the grind

Until my dream can be defined