Dreamer With Regret

I hear the roar.

It’s not like anything I’ve ever heard before.

They stomp their feet and I can feel the rumble.

I may have been blinded by the spotlight, but believe me I was very humble.

They snap their fingers after each verse, and as the sound echoes some would say that my talent is a graceful curse.

Following my performance it was flattering to hear the applause and seemed to wanting an encore.

At the time I was just starting sharing my truths with world, and little did I know I was leaving the crowd wanting more.

I came back to put it all on the line as I put on another show that many wouldn’t forget.

I will always come back because let’s face it, without it who would I be just another dreamer living with regret?

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