Someday,

Someday, 

 

Someday, I will be a representation of my generation because I will stand up for those within it. 

Someday, I will be loving to everyone who feels unloved. 

Someday, I will be hopeful and I’ll sing even when it rains. 

Someday, I will be beautiful on the inside no matter how scuffed or scratched I may seem.

Someday, I will be strong like an ox. 

Someday, I will be kind until someone gives me a reason to act otherwise. 

Someday, I will be a rebel until the day that society is worth fighting on the side of. 

Someday, I will be inspirational because the people who listen to me will never feel alone. 

Someday, I will be an example to younger generations of how a person can change their life. 

Someday, I will be happy because I’ll love what I’m doing. 

Someday, I will be bold through my appearance and actions. 

Someday, I will be wanted by someone who will be my better half. 

Someday, I will be the anchor that holds down my own truths. 

Someday, I will be wise like a poet. 

Someday, I will be stubborn in my ideas of how people should be treated. 

Someday, I will be alive because I am stronger than my pain. 

Someday, I will be fearless because I’ll know I’ll be able to trust myself. 

Someday, I will be willing to walk through fire for anyone with a dream, including myself.

Someday, I will be open minded and listen to everyone, even when I don’t agree. 

Someday, I will be kissable like a sweet small puppy!

Someday, I will be worth it when the fight comes. 

Someday, I will listen when someone feels invisible. 

Someday, I will takes risks and create my own reality. 

Someday, I will be more than a pretty face- I will be a scholar. 

Someday, I will be the reason my world spins, even if it does so aimlessly now and again. 

 

Someday, I will be a product of myself. 

 

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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