Voices

Everybody wants to be heard, but nobody wants to listen

I'm no poet myself, I'm just a student with a vision

to one day be known as an inspiration to many

not be tossed down the ground like an old, copper penny 

Voices

they call to me, they keep asking me "what's your dream?"

if only they knew I've been confused ever since I was thirteen

"what's your motivation? what inspires you to want to do your best?"

if only the knew sometimes all I want to do is rest

Voices

it's my family, it's my teachers, my friends speaking

the match that lights my fire, the blood that keeps my heart beating

I know they won't stop unitl I reach my success

I can't thank them enough, I'll try my very best 

 

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