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

This poem is about: 
Me

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