Sometimes it’s hard to feel, to see,
To understand
How world around you should be,
For what we stand,
How people should behave,
Live their lives…
For some beyond the grave
Verity lies.
Should we restrict our thoughts
And our dreams?
And sacrifice “for better”
Our wings?
And should we disappear
In the crowd
Because our mistakes
Let us to have a doubt?
Of course, I may not be the best among the best,
I may not have that much as have the rest,
I may not be the first, in five per cent,
And whole my life may worth only a cent…
And I may never be accepted to MIT,
'Cuz I was never good
Enough on SAT…
But I don’t want to lie just seeking for success,
I want to be myself, to show you my true face.
I can’t say “I deserve”,
I won’t say “it’s my dream”,
You know how much it costs –
Success – when you’re eighteen.
Reality is harsh, but people are to fight.
I don’t have a second chance
To born again with light:
The Sun that makes the day
Eventually will set,
At nighttime your dark way
Will be with the moon
Enlightened.
I may not be the Sun,
But I won’t just reflect.
And maybe I’m the one
Of the stars
Were not discovered yet?