A child is born,
dreaming of a life he's destined for,
it consumes his thoughts,
the dream is his very core.

The child has grown,
dreaming of what was once his fate,
the child wakes up,
realizing it's too late.

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Ever since I was young, I've had a dream to become a professional racecar driver. I'm dedicated, willing to learn and feel I got all the qualities to make it. It was my ambition.

One problem: To make it in racing, like most sports, you need to start young, and have good financial backing to boot. I don't have a rich Dad like nearly all professional racers do; and because of that, I haven't even touched a race car in my life.

My dream is gone. I've woken up. It's too late.