My Dreams

My dreams are so big

It’s hurt small minded people

They can’t wrap their minds are my big dreams

So instead

They try to understand

And they ask questions they think I don’t have answers to

Only they don’t know I have more answers then they have questions

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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