There are so many things I wish to say

But, I keep it all locked away

I could do so much be so much if i just let the words come

They may not all be nice though sometimes you need to be mean

It makes the other people see

See how they shouldn't be

I once thought I could be anything I wished to be

But, that's not reality

I thought I could be a dancer, a teacher, a princess

It all changed as I got older

I realized I still had the potential but thats not what I wanted to do

I want to be the better me

We can all be the better me

But, do we choose to be?