My Way Or No Way – Day 327, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz

Criticism’s hard to receive,
When you already have a clear vision of how you see,
Yourself on a stage full of imposters.
Imposters seeking medicine of all kinds to doctor the character they’ve chosen to be!
But,
I just ignore it while I foster what works for me.
Being myself despite of the cost hurting no one,
Besides those full of jealousy,
I’ll never have for another…
Yet,
Here I am.
Smothered by ideas from others trying to tell me what they think I should do.
The proper way to move,
When all I want is to be still as the recluse,
I’ve become voluntarily…
My poetry is my poetry whether or not anyone likes it.
Most are taken by their vices,
While I pour my heart out onto a line,
In hopes I can pull myself back up from the edge.
I can care less if anyone understands,
As long as I keep going without an end in sight as I clear my lens,
From a picture I don’t quite fit inside of…
But,
I get it either way.
Sometimes,
Others need to speak and release what doesn’t need to stay,
Bottles within a chest we may not treasure the same.
And,
It’s okay…
We can agree to disagree,
As long as I go my way,
Without the need to bump heads,
And,
Make each other bleed!
On a bed most don’t have the luxury to rise up from…