In the quiet corners of a restless heart,
Dreams whisper softly, seeking their part.
Yet, in the echoes of a silent night,
They fade away, lost from sight.

Hopes rise like the morning sun,
Only to be shadowed by the day undone.
Rejection’s cold embrace takes hold,
Leaving stories of longing untold.

The stars listen, though they cannot console,
For they too know of the unfulfilled role.
In the tapestry of wishes, threads fray,
As dreams of acceptance slip away.

Yet in the silence, strength is found,
A resilience that quietly surrounds.
For every dream that fades to night,
A new dawn whispers, ready to ignite.