My dream job would be
Full of smiles
Simple organized files
Neatly printed papers about successful living lives.
Where in the paper tells
How they overcame their spells
On how reality was so sad
To those who never had
A true childhood.
Those who had no choice
Who could not raise their voice
About the terrible things they couldn't set free
Till one day they could meet me.
Where I helped them overcome their fears
And helped them wipe away their tears
To give them hope that one day
They can finally throw away
All the bad memories left from their past.
One day this will be
The dream job where I can see