The Crowd

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.

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