As a Caribbean-American I am forever comitted to the hyphen,
Told that my kinds future may never heighten,
My story has touched some but not many,
But as I stare intensely at this computer screen,
Hoping that your able to see my dream,
It feels like deja vu,
At five I said I wanted to be a doctor,
Now at fourteen I said I want to be an anesthesiologist,
It seems like such a big dream,
At the age of fourteen,
But I dreamt of this career,
The success I hope to one day share,
But why you may ask?
When I was young I was told to be the BEST,
But I wondered what was my best,
Where could it be?
This is my best,
My best goal,
My best dream,
And my best success.
I'm a minority,
Longing to dine with the majority,
My color isn't the reason I chose this profession,
It just gives me a better reason to have a lasting impression,
I have high goals,
and Hopes of a Future.
This one job just might change my life.