Dreamer
Dreams and drapes
grabbed my attention in
third grade,
then in seventh grade,
I wanted to be a baker,
there I went dreaming again
tenth grade starts
and I can't choose
what I want to major in
because I have three ideas;
writer, therapist, photographer
I asked every night
"why can't I be all of them at once?"
dreamers tend to
think a lot
so I thought and thought...
Fast forward to now,
I am determined to:
write my first book,
graduate with a BA
in psychology,
And photograph the world
before I die.
This poem is about:
Me
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