It Will Be Mine

And i look up with my arms spread wide, my beautiful red dress matches my blonde hair that swifts back as the roses are thrown above the stage, A standing ovation. I throw my head back and shut my eyes but when i lift my eyelids back...im sat there back seat of English Litriture..Imstill 16 years old,and the class stare their heads to me, i snap out my day dream, i look up quick and see sirs eyes staring at me "What sir?"
"Jessica, where you listering?"
"Yes, Kind of"  The class laughed..Saved by the bell, i ran out thinking constantly about drama, my beautiful passion that i can relate to, get lost maths and english lit, science no i want Drama. Its my stage, one day i will get on that stage....I cry myself to sleep because of my grades....A in drama...cry he got an A* Hes not that good, but it doesnt matter 
To me drama in my eyes, is not a compition its my passion Noone will take that away from me. I will shine, one way or another...small or big..famous or quiet... I will win at the end. Because i always will ut 100% into my passion.