I've gone through everything.
You name it, my art has felt it.
Then, an opportunity, a chance!
A risk, a gamble.
I present my best work,
For the world to see, in its purest form;
In its true form.
I hold my breath.
Some said I could make it, while others said otherwise.
I took it in stride; "to each their own" I would say.
Now I can say how I truly feel to the Naysayers.
I can say,
"You were wrong."
I made it.
Through everything, I made it.
My dreams have come true.
It feels good to say it.
I have made it.