A little girl and her dream.

When I was a little girl,
everything motivated and inspired me.
I dared to dream BIG.
I just knew that one day I would be someone amazing;
someone I was always happy and proud to be
or at least that’s how I hoped things would be.
I was happy and carefree.

But as I got older,
I just blended in with what was going on around;
instead of keeping my dreams alive,
I lost my way and never looked back.
Now after all these years,
I remember the dream I used to have as a little girl
and it is as simple as can possibly be

–to never forget who I am.

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