“Ten years ago I had no idea
Of where I would be today…
Still questioning life’s odds,
With the wind, old dreams are gone.
I lost hope the world would
Greet with open arms
A girl that dreams,
A woman that writes.
I have had my creativity diminished,
My beauty shed into pieces of dust,
My words doubted many times before,
Considered untalented and not good enough.
Critics praise what they have
To claim how much I lack,
But writing has raised me up,
Teaching me how to keep my head up.
And the dreams I had
May be gone today,
But only because I let them free,
Having now further more goals to reach.”