Poem: To Want To Be

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by LittleSqu1d

by LittleSqu1d

                                    
                                              Sitting in the classroom 
Trapped in my thoughts 
Looking forward aimlessly
It was another on of those classes
"What do you wanna be when you grow up?"
After that I got caught up in the endless possibilities 
"Viki" my teacher called
It was my turn
As I muttered my answer 
My classmates erupted in laughter 
After that I heard nothing else
Just quietly return 
To my thoughts 
I tried to act as if it didn't bother me
But I found myself thinking
"Is it wrong to want to be a writer?"