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Fire Within Me


 

I’ve heard SO many sayings to follow my dreams and do the impossible

Those slogans are child’s play now

Now I have an opportunity to seek this out and fight for it

Yet everyone now says, “You must be sensible." “That isn’t for you."

I am conflicted, but if I am to be judged by passion

Which I hear I shall be

I have more of that raw drive than ever before

I have faith and I can achieve this impossible feat

Because art is my religion, so no expense or risk is too much.

This is the moment in which I must step up

I may let sensibility fly by the wayside-

I have enough fat to let myself starve a while

I have enough clothes to be cold and ragged for a bit

I have enough momentum and spirit to conquer adversity.

This is what is calling to me

So I must pursue it

Why shouldn’t I?

It isn’t sensible?

I’m not a sensible creature- and that does me fine.

I may be small but I have giant plans-

And I have only one life to become my greatest

It scares me so that I’ll waste it

And with this jump it will prove I’m not just sitting back and watching my dreams passing me by

If I fall I can come crying home

But I might fly

And I’ll never know unless I try

If I can’t trust my heart, I have nothing-

I’ve known that since I was a child.

Well, here goes nothing-

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