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Aim For The Stars (And Land Two Feet Away)
Aim for the stars
And land
Two feet away,
When the gravity
Of reality
Pulls you down.
Somebody sung
About sweet dreams
Being made of this -
Well I disagree.
I've seen you passed out
On the floor -
That's how you sleep
Most nights.
Off the balcony,
I've seen you fall -
It's not something
You can shrug off.
Who tries carrying
The weight of the world,
When they couldn't even
Lasso the moon?
Who prays to those falling
Stars on the boulevard,
Who think each high is
Anti-gravity boots?
Aim for the stars
And land
Two feet away,
When the gravity
Of reality
Pulls you down.
Somebody sung
About sweet dreams
Being made of this -
Well I disagree.
Believe me, kid
There's a million like you
Collecting F's,
Thinking it won't matter
When they're A-list.
"Aim for the stars And
"Aim for the stars
And land
Two feet away,
When the gravity
Of reality
Pulls you down."
A killer stanza in a cleverly written poem so many of us can identify with. I always enjoy your explosively honest and emotional art.