See Your Potential

I wish I were more artistic, all I can do is write.

I could write about a stormy day or one that's shining bright.

But how I long to be a great and masterful musician

And produce a pretty melody and be a beat's physician.

How wonderful it would be to see a pretty view

And paint every detail from mountaintop to drop of dew.

Now, I can dance a little, and I can act a lot,

But let's face it, when it comes to arts, that's all I've got.

I have no hope of singing, I can't carry a tune.

So I guess I'll stick to writing about everything under the moon.

I wish I were more an athlete. All I can do is cheer.

I can do real daring stunts without a single fear.

But now I long to play a sport where I can be cheered for,

A sport where I can actually keep track of what's the score.

How wonderful it would be if I could play a sport

That didn't keep me on the bench but standing on the court.

Now, I run pretty fast, and sometimes I'm pretty strong,

But those things don't get you very far for very long.

I have no hope of winning: cheerleading doesn't earn you points.

But I guess I'll stick to cheering and stretching my joints.