Ambition
The future sits just over the hill, visible and taunting
So much time so little to do
Plans of greatness and celebrated creativity still travel with me
Dreams left over from childhood
Perseverance, improvement, mantras that repeat in my head
I will be better, I will be best
Once I strived for something else
The control of by being, my soul,
But to build upon dreams involves letting go
So much to do, so little time,
portfolios and acts of love, the ticking clock reminds me of what is to come
I want to be a princess, I want to be lean
I want to kiss pretty people and let their hearts be
I want to be Alexander Mcqueen
I refuse to be a starving artist, I’ve given up to much
I am no more than a girl but I will be great
I am no more than a girl but I will be great
(Requested by @patart- This is a bit of a splurge, my thoughts on the matter are somewhat eclectic)
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