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Hey there, one of my first songs. A bit rough atm. I'd appreciate constructive criticism.

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Lost and misunderstood
Like rotting driftwood
Freezing in an ocean
That’s sold its emotion.

And in this black sea,
My mind runs free
Chasing hope, escaping what is
Called reality for the majority.

An old man, once told me
”Dreams don’t meet reality”

So now I’m trying to figure it out
My thoughts, clouded by doubt.
I’ve chased hope to then end of
This road, now I know that…
Hope’s road is choked by weeds.

How do I succeed?
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That's it. Probably pretty bad haha, but thanks for looking.