My BubbleA Poem by LygheaMy bubble. It's a place where My thoughts roam free. I can dream the dreams I dream. My expectations. Where people but me in the spotlight And expect the most out of me. Sometimes, too great. What if? I wanted to be different? Pursue the dreams I had when I was little? Go all the way with a different expectation? My bubble. The place no one knows. Not even my closest of friends Know who I really want to be right now. My expected goals? Scholarships with basketball, Volleyball, or even academics? I don't want that. I need more. Listing them won't Do my good, but starting Out is a beginning. The question For me, is where do I want to be. The question For you, is where are you in my bubble? What about my future? Or even my dreams? This is my outside bubble, Looking in.
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3 Reviews Added on December 3, 2012 Last Updated on December 3, 2012 AuthorLygheaNever Let Me GoAboutQuotes! *Everyone can write, Being able to make something out of that? That's true talent.* 1. Sometimes, the heart sees What’s invisible to the eye. 2. Never be bullied into silence.. more..Writing
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