A Dream For Me
My heart cries for me to be,
My heart cries because its meant to be.
Helping others and fallen friends,
Helping them before their career end.
I have a passion I have never had before,
And now I love it more and more.
From playing sports to helping athletes,
I want nothing but to see you succeed.
I'm sometimes confused and wonder why,
The things I see sometimes make me cry.
An athletic trainer for the NBA,
A passion left steal in my heart to stay.
Helping others and following my dreams,
I am only expecting the best from me.
To help you follow your dream and succeed,
I have to follow a dream set for me.
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