Drive for one job.

One shot.

I have one chance to succeed.

It’s my only option.

Failure won’t be tolerated.

Can’t isn’t in my vocabulary.

I’ll do what I need to make it.

No matter what it takes.

Life drives me to do what my dreams call for.




It’s all my first loves.

I’m going to make it.

I’m going to work at ESPN

I already claimed it,

I planned this forever.

It’s all I ever wanted.

College is the foundation.

But I might cannot go because of economics.

I know I’m going to make it.

It’ll be the last thing I do.

Nothing is going to curtail my dreams.

I have one thing that not many people have.





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