My mind has pondered, on the insightful topic of my own heart
It has wondered what gets me moving.
What pushes me to dream the dreams that I dream
The dreams of the heart, the dreams that enwrap my soul.
And there is only one conclusion that my heart understands.
I’m inspired by women, bosses, and queens
Women who have been hurt by the sword marked with the words, you’re not good enough.
And walked away with marks, that wouldn’t define their hearts.
My heart says that I grow, that I move, that I dream because I’ve seen different women accomplish their dreams, dreams that once seemed to be unattainable.