A gasp is ecoed within the crowd
He turns in time to see
A crash and clammer is heard aloud
The image full of debris.
She fights for life as her family waits
A mother's eyes waters
The doctor races to fight her fate
"How could she ever leave her?"
This is what I aspire to reach
To create these types of lives
Writing and lving right by the beach
Plan and fail, at least know I tired.
Screenwriting, that is my dream job
This is what I plan to do
But to get there requires money from mom
Hopefully I'll repay her soon.
To work with producers who have big names
So much they could teach me
I know I'll have much to gain
If I were granted the opprotunity.