Where I'll Make My Future Place
Location
They say pick a route.
They say choose a dream.
Well, I'm not backing out
So I'll let my thoughts become a live stream.
My dream job is obscure
Pharmacy isn't thought of in my small town,
And my parents never rose much above the line of secure
Poverty, so I always knew life wouldn't be a touchdown.
A grocery store bagger is she,
A dirt worker is he.
But these dreams of mine, hoping for a Christmas tree
With real needles raining down debris.
I want to move to find more
Opportunities. College is exciting,
Looking at the classes, medicine at its core.
I can't even think of why someone would be fighting
To go for their goals,
To better other's health,
I know when I get there I can't wait to help all the souls
With whatever I gain, called wealth.
Nine to five,
A reputation of a friendly face,
The first to shine, looking alive.
Where I'll make my future place.