I Decided to write what I'd like to read For I waited so long to find what I need But finding the answers was rather hard I counted the steps and they're still afar
Then I asked myself "is my dream so big or my eyes so small?" These days I'm learning a lot about standing After each fall, My falls keep increasing But so does my hope, I know that I sink in Melancholy Sometimes but I swear that I do My best not be in it for too long
I'm hung up on a thought that only my creator knows This keeps me moving even if the whole World does not I'll list it small and see it big, that's not a dream, It's a goal that I'll Promise myself to keep
