Passion
I have a dream,
To make a mark
In the world of cream
With a different spark.
I see myself independent
Needless of any aid,
Getting great respect unprecident
And a zeal that does not fade.
I have a dream to touch the skies
With a head held high with pride
To prove my worth to the cynical world
And walk with a zealous stride.
Pray, why should my yen for such a life
Not be fulfilled? My
abilities not revealed?
For, I shall fight till I get what I covet!
Get you shall, my little poetess :D
ReplyDeleteOnce again, a brilliant jem.. I am feeling the exact same way right now, but couldn't have put it as beautifully as you have.
Way to go!