Ambition

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My stomach is touching my back. I haven't eaten in days. I'm sitting in class not able to concentrate. My mama is never home, she say money is to be made. My dad went out for food, that's been years now. My mama many boyfriends like to touch and feel. I tried telling my mama but she don't give a damn. I made up in my mind, this isn't the life I want to live forever. I'm determined to make something of myself. I'm hungry for success. No lights, sleepless nights due to hunger pain is my motivation. I want to eat steak and lobster one day. I'm tired of seeing men go upside my mother, my aunt, my grandmother's heads. Lord I want to be the one to break the cycle. My friends call me lame because I prefer to hit the library than a club, faded out in a book than on some drugs, cherish my body than let some little boy have as his personally use. I refuse to live in the ghetto all my life, I deserve better than this. My education is my way out this mess. The sky is the limit. My dreams are endless. I see my face in the moon. I see my future accomplishments in the clouds. I close my eyes forgetting the world I live now, picturing only success. My ambition never rest.