The myth of the eye
They said eye couldn't.
But I did.
They said eye won't.
But I have.
They wouldn't see me as me, they said it was Eye not them.
It is I who will succeed, it is I who will become someone, it is I who will go beyond the barriers
But their Eyes say I'm childish
their eyes say I'm crazy
their eyes say it won't happen
MY I's make DREAMS into REALITY
My I's don't waste time staring at limits my eyes are full of solutions
in the end their eyes never mature
they live wanting my I's !
For I am Cinderella
and I am the president of the U.S.
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