Broken Dreams

Hold on to your dreams

Nothing is what it seems

Say no to drugs, sex and alcohol

It’s what our culture tells us

But our generation toys with impulse

I have no intentions of distorting the inner dimensions

If you’re a dancer, then dance

The floor is yours

If you’re a writer then write

The pencil is yours

If you’re a singer, then sing

The microphone is yours

If you’re an actor, then act

the audience is yours

keep your emotions at the surface

Be dramatic

When you say no to your dreams

You said no to what matters most

And what matters now is finding a concoction

For the world’s strongest glue

Because if you care at all

You won’t let anything prevent you

from being you

So actors be dramatic and cause a scene

Get the facial expressions contorting

The writers will write everything haunting their minds

Imagination will take flight at the first letter key strike

Growing in strength and increasing power with every line

Becoming so confused with knowledge

Recreating what was left behind

Nothing is what it seems

When you are the keeper of broken dreams

What are you doing reading this for dream’s sake?

You have a rather difficult concoction to make

And this concoction lets you be you

Everything is nearly implied

Has the past ever lied?

With these thoughts applied

What is your impulse?

Have you said yes to fun?

Have you said yes to the one?

We must say no to what harms us and others

But have you ever said yes to you?

I’ve been declawed and my wings have been clipped

My fingers have been rubbed raw and the hangnails been ripped

You must take a stand

For if you stand for something

You stand on two legs

You stand on two legs

For your wings have been clipped like mine

Your fingers have been rubbed raw like mine

What is my sin?

My history’s thin

Do you see the image I’m painting?

The arthritic writer has clamped up his fingers

The tone death singer has forgotten to breathe

And the actor can not act

The talent too compact

She lost her sister act

The emotions were all wrong at the final audition

She’s a keeper of broken dreams

like mine

So dancers dance

And singers sing

And actors be dramatic and be the scene

Because when you let go of what matters most

You’re a keeper of broken dreams

Say no to things that harm you and others

But say yes to you

If you never give in to what you want

Or must do

You have let go of the real you

And you’re just a another keeper of broken dreams

I’m holding myself ransom

And I’m only asking one thing

Give me back my broken dreams