Something Great


I am something great
I wonder what my life will turn out to be
I hear music in my head
I see a pencil in my hand
I am something great
I pretended to be an engineer
I feel the shaking on the floor of the workers
I touch my design
I worry if people will not like my product
I am something great
I understand there are more like me
I say I can be different
I dream of that day
I try to draw the way
I hope I'm as good as Pablo Picasso
I am something great

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