Email after email starts with,
"Thank you for submitting your film..."
With no reason to read the rest.
Spiky tells herself she did her best.
"Maybe they didn't understand the story?"
Months go by and she experiences some glory.
Three festivals will play her film.
Online though,
It's better than nothing. So...
She at least needs to celebrate.
She writes a letter to her Grandpa.
Writing down "Thank you, thank you
Thank you," and seals the envelope
With glue.
She announces it on social media.
Likes and "Congrats" come in like a cheetah.
The accomplishments burn out.
"Huh, is this what success is about?
Or maybe I haven't reached it yet?"
Spiky is not upset.
Her life just hasn't changed yet.
"What is success?"
She searches on Youtube.
There's a video of a rich, successful dude.
He states, **"Success is doing what you want,
When you want,
Where you want,
With whom you want,
As much as you want."
Spiky, "Hm, I reached the first one...
I'm far from done.
I'd need help from money to feel like I've won.
To be free and have fun.
And a crew of friends
To make some great films,
or even a ton!"
Silly Spiky can't appreciate a milestone.
It could be that her hunger has reached her bones.
Her dreams are so big,
Small wins feel like foam.
**Tony Robbins
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To be a Straw Hat
PoetryA young woman graduated from college and has no idea what to do with the rest of her life. No one will hire a nobody with no experience and a lot of time on their hands. Spiky (her nickname), tries to find her way in life while many odds are stacked...
