My Dreams

Three turns to go

Dad and I singing in the front seat

Such a wonderful beat

107.9 is our station

Only for such an amazing notion

We pull in

Pay the man and then

Get in our park

The one beside the blue mark

Kids running and playing

My dad laughing and saying

“Today is our day babygirl!”

Only my mind is thinking

“I want to hurl!”

The sound not for the sensitive of hearing

The odor not for the sensitive of smelling

Goosebumps appear on my arm

It is amazingly warm

I see the blue body

The yellow trim

My only hobby

My main dream

The regulars understand who I am

But the unknowns only see I am a woman

They try to intimidate

But never try to liquidate

This sport is not normal

Especially not for the formal

Now it’s me, them, and the track

There is no turning back

Shaky hands strap me in

While shaky grins pass me when

They know I am a girl

Even without my jumpy curls

Fist hits and hand shakes

Only if they knew how my chest aches

Sweat running down my face

Ignore it.

And inter the race

Motors RAWR louder than the king of the jungle

During the rumble

I take the lead

LAST LAP!

Fascinating speed

CHECKERED FLAG!

I did it!

Spin in circles in the middle

Go to the pit

Such a site

Green shirts, Blue shirts, Black.

All I can see running past

I climb out

Only to see

My friends and family cheering for me

Acceptance and understanding

Is all I need?

I wake up

Only to know

It was but a dream

My imaginary win

No one gets what I go through

Just to be accepted in the world

I am a girl

But guys think other wise

I am not someone to walk and trample all over

It was but a dream

But one day it will be true

Because one day what my father speaks

Will be what others seek