I had a piece of paper
that started out blank.
I begin to write my dreams on it
thinking "I can" and not "I can't".
After I was through
I showed it to family and friends
they said " you should let us edit this"
and with several suggestions they began
They typed it over in black
because I had wrote it in red
They said "you are a professional
you should use this color instead
your favorite color is not red
it is now blue
your wardrobe now consists of
pumps, slacks, dressshirts, and office suits
The only camera you'll be in front of
is the one on CNN
You should have only one kid instead of a set of twins
you will marry when you get out of college
and start your career
you will only marry a doctor or lawyer
maybe an engineer"
I couldn't take it anymore
because they were ruining my life
I took my paper away from them
and told them to take a hike
I realized my dreams had been
ripped, torn, shredded,and molded anew
the details that were left of mine
were little and very few
so I threw the paper away
and I pulled a blank one out again
I rather have my paper blank
then filled with broken dreams and the latest trends.
by
lbrnwareposted on 12/10/2007