Snowed under the dispenciable hopes of appreciation,
They hold arms under those aircastles,
They solidates my neck in underestimation,
Nascent success is a myth never caught,
Apprenciveness, I've always fought,
Self doubt thus traps my intensity,
Plunging me far away from serenity,
Never ending silence, consistently taught,
My vessel of dreams is full of thoughts,
Fades under their sour negligence,
Anticipating for someone to knock,
Brush my vessel full of paints,
Raise my soul from those dead hopes.
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