A dream

i wrote this poem a while ago,

When I'm old I want to make a difference,
an impact upon our world.

A meteor strikes, leaves a crater
A rainbow forms, leaves a pot of gold
A butterfly, on a frosted leaf, an imprint on someone's mind
A kiss, hovering in the air, leaves a memory never to be forgotten

To jump headfirst into a complex web of stories,
Someone else's life
Make a ripple in the pond,
Disturb some frogs

To have my very own fairy-tale
a captivating tale of love
an enthralling story of adventure
an entrancing legend of revenge
a compelling saga of murder

For leaving this world without
making a difference
changing the pattern
breaking the mould
or defying the system
then someone please tell me why I am here.