Success
I yearned to become the best.
They believed in me.
My parents said they wanted to rest
Easy and watch me succeed.
I am FLAWLESS.
No assignment comes close to my breaking point.
I watch others give up easily
While I continue on.
Those non-believers said I could not go on.
They said the road was too rough.
I pushed their negative thoughts aside
And strove toward my goal.
One day I received mail.
It told me of an acceptance for which I was excited.
My parents were proud.
It was only the beginning.
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