When I Grow Up Poem by Stella Andrews

Sometimes i wonder if i was put on this earth for something more.
Something more than just a house wife that does the same as everyone else.
Something more than a parent in a dead end job going no where and living as someone, so unknown to the world.

Sometimes i feel like i was put on this earth to leave a mark.
For my name to be in books and internet sites after i died.
For me to make a difference.

I don't think that i'm going to grow up like most woman.
15 i am, and i have the whole world in my hands.
I know i have the power to become more,
Everybody does.

But will i have the persistence and luck?