I believe in chances.
Ones that we wake up to every morning.
Sometimes we let them get away,
Most times we push them away.
I believe in fear.
Fear is an inspiration.
Sometimes we allow it to inspire us to be brave,
Most times fear inspires us to hide.
I believe in dreams.
Dreams are born out of fear.
We call them dreams because we are fearful,
Fearful of chances staring us in the face.
We run.
We hide.
The chances are there.
Ignore your fears.
Turn your dreams into reality.
Jul 24, 2013
Jul 24, 2013 at 4:50 PM UTC
I believe in chances.
Ones that we wake up to every morning.
Sometimes we let them get away,
Most times we push them away.
I believe in fear.
Fear is an inspiration.
Sometimes we allow it to inspire us to be brave,
Most times fear inspires us to hide.
I believe in dreams.
Dreams are born out of fear.
We call them dreams because we are fearful,
Fearful of chances staring us in the face.
We run.
We hide.
The chances are there.
Ignore your fears.
Turn your dreams into reality.
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