One Job...May Change My Life

I remember the day 

When I knew what I wanted to be 

I was so little 

people were always saying 

"you'll change your mind" 

I was 4 and now I'm 17 

and nothing has changed

i still have the same dream at night  

Standing in that office 

animals in front of me 

and me saving their life 

people have asked me

"how could you deal with putting an animal down"

my response always the same 

"I know that I had done everything I could do to save them" 

I've dreamt about the day 

with the first animal in front of me 

doing the things I have spent in college 

learning to do 

I wanna be the voice for an animal 

They don't have many 

and even saving one 

would be my dream 

 

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