Finding ourselves within our own thirst for success,
We cannot comprehend that our daily life is usually a mess.
She told me that i'm a dreamer and dreaming is for the weak,
I told her that i'm dreaming of better days and a life that peaks.
Mum told me to be stronger than my elderly Dad,
I'm deep in thought like it's the last I ever had.
My passion drives me through these empty suburban streets,
I'd even perform theatre to an audience of empty seats.
My dream and ambition is stronger each and every day,
I hope that some day i make my own path and set the way.
Struggle and depression are perks of the job,
This acting game is hard, causing the weak to sob.
My mum told me be strong so that's what i'll do,
get myself to the top and help them both through.
Acting is my life and the one I love,
Let me make my own way, please, I ask the God's above.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem