I am my siblings nightmare.
I am going to be beautiful.
but I’ll not be beautiful
for my eyes are largely in despair.

I’ll be the next big lawyer.
though now I work my hands and stop my mouth,
I shall prove my hands clean with my mouth.
even the water in me shall not bury my fire.

I am doing just fine.
you should believe ’cause I smile.
though my joy has walked the future’s mile,
my tomorrow’s actions are mine.”