Dreamer

Dreams and drapes

grabbed my attention in

third grade,

 

then in seventh grade,

I wanted to be a baker,

there I went dreaming again

 

tenth grade starts

and I can't choose

what I want to major in

because I have three ideas;

writer, therapist, photographer

 

I asked every night

"why can't I be all of them at once?"

dreamers tend to

think a lot

 

so I thought and thought...

 

Fast forward to now,

I am determined to:

write my first book,

graduate with a BA

in psychology,

And photograph the world

 

before I die.

 
 
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