Talented
I am holding a mike
Racing a bike
Don’t know what to do
What don’t u give me a clue!?!
And then I started singing
Now there is no stopping
No, you can’t stop me
From who I want to be
Now I am wild,
Not gonna be mild
I am not soft; I am not weak
Not gonna be meek
Now there’s no end
I’ll just go round the bend
Many mistakes of mine, I’ll mend
Brave messages I’ll send
The love of writing, the love of art
Found a place in my heart
I’m gonna use my talent now
All are gonna say Wow!
Copyright © Sumedha Dc | Year Posted 2019
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