When I Grow Up [11.25.08]

Hi my name is Lisa Boyd
When I grow up
I want o be .. a poet
When I grow up
I want to be .. an artist .

..
I'm sorry
can you repeat yourself ?
I thought ..
I thought I heard you say that
I can't .
You don't think I can ?
.. I understand .
You don't think I can
because what I want to be
What I want to be
isn't you definition of success
But let me be clear
my potential is unlike the rest
and I will work until
I am the best .
My words illustrate art to the blind
my art create words to the mind
You don't think I can
because my "phase" won't pay the bills
Let me explain this
but wait
let your heart be still
for you will know the
history of my dreams
but only until
you realize the true art of this skill
the "hobby" of mine
began when I was a child
only a cub
unaware of its poetry
to the wild
Restrained to the limit of love .
like together
but to be together
you have to-get-her
on in this wild chase
of just words
spinning in a cycle
no control over this power
only when triggered
by an emotion or a flower
of tears ..
Tomorrow though ..
that all changed
The secrets of life
told me to wait
to put my dreams on pause
my soul slowly ripping apart
realities little gifts but for
what cause ?

..
Now have you come to understand
why "I can't "
.. be like you
I do not hold the responsibility
of your dream
falling bland
you voice is at the tip of
your hearts command
so much for I can't
cause' here .. I .. stand
I grew up
.. and I am a poet
I grew up
.. and I am an artist
My name is Lisa Boyd
It was a pleasure meeting you .