Dreams, where hopes are spun,
Remember this, the best is still yet to come.
To those who laugh, to those who scorn,
A new dawn awaits, a bright new morn.
In whispers they speak, in shadows they hide,
Casting their doubts, letting negativity slide.
But let them chatter, let them see,
The strength within, the might in me.
For every word, for every slight,
I'll rise above, with all my might.
Their laughter will fade, their words will cease,
In the face of my triumph, in my moment of peace.
The journey is long, the path is steep,
Yet I press on, my resolve to keep.
For the best is yet to come
A testament to the strength in you.
So let them laugh, let them say,
In the end, it's their dismay.
For they will witness, they will see,
The heights I reach, the best in me.
The best is still yet to come
©audrey29
A