I will never forget the day where the world first welcomed me

I could be anything I wanted to be

I know I have a purpose

But I don’t want my life to be a circus.

I fear that my life will be a bust

But I know it’s the process I have to trust

It’s the sound of silence

But the force of guidance.

In elementary school,

I felt so cool

There was no worry in the world,

But that was soon swirled.

The overbearing stress

Fear of growing up and being on my own,

But I know I’m blessed

It’s the fact that I have to digest these feelings.

I see myself succeeding 

Pursuing my dreams

It’s the smell of success,

And the disappearance of the stress.