I Became a Nightmare To Those Who Thought I Would Not Achieve

Growing up
I knew I needed more
This was a reality of my destiny
There was a need 
To break the scope of misery
While rewriting the history books

Since I was little
I knew I wanted something bigger
I woke up hungry for hope
Walking the streets knowing there was a need to cope
I became a nightmare to those who thought I wouldn’t achieve
But I received strength and went
Into the lion’s den and took the cubs!

The realm of possibility exists 
There was a need to persist
I became a nightmare to those who thought I wouldn’t achieve
Because I conceived a new idea

Mark Frank

Copyright 2023
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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