I'll make it
"What do you want to do when you grow up?"
"What are your dreams?"
"What is it in the future that you want to become?'
I've alway known
this dream was my own.
A future only I could decrown.
However luck was never by my side.
But if I would have to abide,
I'd only have myself to chide
eventhough everyone takes my words into stride.
But I will prove
to does who disapprove
with an unlikely countermove:
That my dream will be my mine.
And in the end everything will be fine.
Because I will not give up,
until I reach my goal.
"What are your dreams?"
"What is it in the future that you want to become?'
I've alway known
this dream was my own.
A future only I could decrown.
However luck was never by my side.
But if I would have to abide,
I'd only have myself to chide
eventhough everyone takes my words into stride.
But I will prove
to does who disapprove
with an unlikely countermove:
That my dream will be my mine.
And in the end everything will be fine.
Because I will not give up,
until I reach my goal.
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| Auteur: weerwolfjuhn | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sheena | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 07 augustus 2010 | ||
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