I'm endeavoring to discover a comment my life upon,
Something in this odd world that continues forever.
As the years pass by and time blurs away,
What used to be "great days" are currently loaded with frighten.
Tomorrow comes, and afterward again it goes,
Also, my aspiration to wind up something more develops and develops.
Around the bend, yet miles away,
The life I need now gets nearer every day.
All I've at any point needed was a remark for.
I would prefer not to be this little individual any longer.
I've been constructing my life in light of what others think.
I wish I could backpedal and re-try everything, each time an eye would flicker.
I've battled to wind up my identity and what I need to be.
I need to advise myself that one day I will be free,
Free from the standards I took after as a kid,
When everything was a diversion and life was so gentle.
Presently circumstances are different and I understand nothing is reasonable,
Also, now and again it appears like no one even wants to think about it.
It resembles nobody focuses on what I feel is best for me
What's more, what I think about the way a few things ought to be.
I see now that I'm practically alone,
Furthermore, I know a considerable measure of what I can do will never be known.
All the time I consider all that I can't state, what I need to keep in,
Furthermore, by doing this, my musings just get more convoluted and extend.
Before long I plan to discover my identity and what I am intended to turn into.
I need to know where I'm going.
I don't should be helped to remember where I originated from.
