My Time

He told me I would not make it

So I stand at the top.

He told me I did not have what it took.

So I went further.

He told I would drop out,

In my first year,

That I would be like my parents,

A nobody.

He forgot what his job is. A counselor.

He forgot to listen.

Now it is my time.

My time to be heard.

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