Dare
When I was a small girl, I had a dream
I could do anything, be anyone, be Cinderella
But that was a small thing, to really mean
When you're a child
I was a child
Now I'm grown and my imagination
Has shrunk, its range doesn't spread far
Not even thinking about vacation
It's lacking inspiration
But I've been reading, thinking
What if I dared?
What if I decided to be that girl once more,
the girl who KNEW she could do anything?
How would I fare? Should I really, actually, truly..
Dare
👁 7💬 0
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.
Log in to leave a comment.