She sits at a desk wondering what she could be.
Living in a world so open and free.
She realizes now, that it is gone.
Education was her best hope from early on.
She dreamed big but didn't dawn that world only excepts the one's who carry on.
Opportunity faces us every day.
But technology and drama get in the way.
Bleed and crawl along the pave.
I can not promise the best of day's.
But I can promise a world of thriving or decay.
But don't let that get you down.
Stay strong through the storm, so when life call's you up
you can say I've done enough