Village Journals
Resonate your identity with Naseeb journals. Express your opinions, share your thoughts, post your writings and connect with like minded people through the power of expression.
Resonate your identity with Naseeb journals. Express your opinions, share your thoughts, post your writings and connect with like minded people through the power of expression.
Wasn't There a Love One Dreams of..
Wasn't there a day when you were young, taking orders and holding your tongue?
Wanting to prove you have what it takes knowing you'll make it, despite your mistakes.
Wasn't there a time when you fell in love, the kind of love one only dreams of,
And wasn't there those who had some doubts before knowing what it was all about?
So hear me when I say I think it's unfair when all you say is that we're going nowhere.
And it's unfair how you can already decide the future of my life and how I feel inside.
You say don't become a statistic as you stereotype my face.
You think you know me yet can't put yourself in my place;
trying to follow dreams and follow them through,
with everyone saying they're too good to be true.
Wanting to prove you have what it takes knowing you'll make it, despite your mistakes.
Wasn't there a time when you fell in love, the kind of love one only dreams of,
And wasn't there those who had some doubts before knowing what it was all about?
So hear me when I say I think it's unfair when all you say is that we're going nowhere.
And it's unfair how you can already decide the future of my life and how I feel inside.
You say don't become a statistic as you stereotype my face.
You think you know me yet can't put yourself in my place;
trying to follow dreams and follow them through,
with everyone saying they're too good to be true.