Necklace Of Dreams.

It's all for this.
The stuff I deal with,
It's why I bite my tongue,
when I just want to scream,
And the necklace stops me from running out the door,
when I just can't take it anymore.
It's all for the future,
my necklace says so,
the word "dream" scrawled out in gold,
resting on a bluish stone.
I never leaves my neck,
in fear of giving up,
it's the motivation I lack,
and it makes me shut up.
I learn to hold back,
when I'm raging mad,
because it for the dreams,
that's all there seems to be.
My future, my life,
it's look for,
and now the word holds me together,
when I can't do it myself.
I was close to breaking apart,
now the stone rests near my battered heart.