As, a little boy growing up
I always strived to be the best
I always gave everything I had
and didn't settle for nothing less.
when I was young, I could see my dreams
and wondered how I would get there
i just kept telling myself
to work hard, stay focused and prepare.
prepare for all the obstacles
that lie ahead of me
hitting me from all angles
but staying strong, is what I must be.
I will not be broken
my dream is waiting for me
I know it will take me some time
but I will get there eventually.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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