Chasing Dreams

Wake up and suit up,

work hard in success’s  wait.

All for the month end money fall,

all For the job you hate.

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Walks on her hurting stilettos,

with every step crushing her sole.

Because he said they are good,

on just a random stroll.

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That painfully held forced wide smile,

in every modish pose she strikes,

Might never be that happy in reality,

but her happiness is measured in likes.

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