When I Grow Up
What do you want to be when you grow up?
The question hovered over me
like a dark cloud of uncertainty.
But I always knew.
I want to be...
A rock star.
A singer.
An actress.
The glamour looked so shiny
in the naive eyes of the ignored.
But I grew up.
I want to be...
A doctor.
A veterinarian.
A herpetologist.
To help others when no one would help me.
But I grew up.
I want to be...
A band manager.
A record company owner.
A CEO.
Power for the powerless.
My voice WILL be heard this time.
But time mercilessly ticked on.
And I grew up.
A therapist.
Let me ease the thoughts before it's too late.
I will not tolerate another "me" in this world.
Riddled with disorders
and insecurities
and fears.
But then again, maybe not.
I'm still a child.
And when I grow up?
The question hovered over me
like a dark cloud of uncertainty.
But I always knew.
I want to be...
A rock star.
A singer.
An actress.
The glamour looked so shiny
in the naive eyes of the ignored.
But I grew up.
I want to be...
A doctor.
A veterinarian.
A herpetologist.
To help others when no one would help me.
But I grew up.
I want to be...
A band manager.
A record company owner.
A CEO.
Power for the powerless.
My voice WILL be heard this time.
But time mercilessly ticked on.
And I grew up.
A therapist.
Let me ease the thoughts before it's too late.
I will not tolerate another "me" in this world.
Riddled with disorders
and insecurities
and fears.
But then again, maybe not.
I'm still a child.
And when I grow up?