I am Ambitious
As a young girl, dayreams were dreams
naive and innocent by all means
As years passed
those dreams crashed
As I grew and tides turned
a new realization had been formed
As I progressed I lost control
until I realized that those dreams could be goals
As I toiled, I triumphed
As I studied, I succeeded
As I cared, I created confidence
As I developed an aversion towards dreams, I developed an aspiration towards ambition
I am Ambitious
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