I can't grow up
They've been asking me my whole life what I want to be when I grow up
After 20 years, I still have no clue,
But I know what I want to be like, and who,
I wanna be brave like Louis and Clark,
Convicted like Rosa Parks,
Have a vision and a dream like Dr. King,
I want to give like Mother Theresa,
be known for smiles like Mona Lisa,
Be fiercely in love like Shakespeare
I don't know what kind of job I want
or where I want to be in five years,
But I know living small is one of my greatest fears.
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