One day I will be the one standing
I will pull my wings apart
I will be the one dancing
You will see what I have to show
I will be the star
And you will be watching
But today I am here and you are there
I lay in the dirt dreaming about up there
See you there….. is that me?
My poem is about my character Emma and
how she dreams about being someone else and different and so far in the book
she sees herself in college far away living life. But until then she is in a
foster home. She is stuck in Vegas in the city of lights and she just wants to
be a star and then there is this one moment in the book were she sees a picture
of her but it isn’t her she is confused and frustrated I am interested and
excited to see what comes next.