~FREE~

I am not defined by what others think of me
Not by my race, my face or what they think they see
There are no boundaries to what I can become
I am a musician, I beat my own drum

I am in charge of what I do in my life
When there is red tape, I am a knife
The will to succeed is not a strong wish
I will not drown because I am a fish

If things don’t go well, I don’t beat my knuckles raw
When a door closes, I am a saw
Not a queen, nor princess, nor Lady Godiva
But when I see a boulder, I’m a pile driver

So it doesn’t matter who’s in charge
When I want to achieve something I go large
I can become whatever I want to be
I am a human and I am FREE.

~ANONI~
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Nov 2017
About this poem:
There are no boundaries regardless of your economical or physical conditions. Only your mental condition can prevent you from achieving your goals.

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