This way

Who knew life would be this hard
ten years ago I had no cares
now I have a job where I care

my childhood dream job didn’t come true
but still I dream of a better place

When I was young
a singer I wanted to be
i used to write my own songs
and preform for all to see
now my creative spark has no where to go
so I pour out all my heart in writing poems
thats how my story goes

but who knows where I’ll be in a years time?
my dream job maybe closer than I think
but nothing will stop my creative flow
as long as I’m still writing 
it has somewhere to go