A poem of a reminder for you
I thought I’d be a famous singer
Sold out every show
I thought I’d be a princess
Finding gold under the rainbows
I thought I’d be an astronaut
Soaring through the sky
I thought I’d be a superhero
Who didn’t know what it meant to cry
.
I guess the things that I thought
Are still there deep inside
The dreamer, the doer, the never scared
Bushy-tailed - bright eyed
Slowly learning to let go
Of pieces of debris
To finally become the one I deserve
The thought of simply
me
