Time ticks away, and here you are, opening your eyes, seeing the world perspicuously. Watching the world like a busy factory. People walking right and left, up and down, formerly repeating life like it is a movie.
Lost and why? One sloppy fall, and now you are trying to fit into the city. No one to hold your hand, no more hide and seek, You’ve learned how to walk, and you’ve learned how to breathe. Now, you are better off alone, learning as you go!
Painting your dream, Painting who you want to be, Painting what everyone wants to see.
Who you will be, what will you be? Step by step, walking toward your new journey. Curiosity floats around you like gravity middle of nowhere, listening to the echoes of society.
Easy, they say, you will only end up in a great place. Pace by pace, you look up to find an impenetrable place.
Without thought, you find yourself, oddly dancing like a puppet in a show, foolishly doing anything that is told, realizing this isn’t the right place to be, hung by strings that won’t let you go.
You hurry, hurry, and hurry until you finally catch your dream for what you wish it would truly be. But again, you look up to the question: “Is it your dream or someone else’s beautiful fantasy?” Like a butterfly trapped in a cage, trying to escape from misery. Time feels slow, but patience is the key, as everyone knows.
As you worry and worry until you find the voice in your head to be only a hazy gallery.
Realizing every day is a battle, a war that’s unsettled. You are a diligent and smart person, and you have played the right cards. Congratulations, everything you wanted wasn’t so far from you now.
Wishing as stars go by contentedly, you realize no dream is too silver to be seen, and no dream is too gold to be unseen. You don’t have much, but you are here to shine.
As you travel throughout the sea as challenging as it might seem with your suitcase full of dreams you arrive at the question: Is this who you’re meant to be?
It’s time you get what you deserve. Now you know your worth. Up you look to face reality with luminous victory. It seemed that what was impossible became possible with just a little bit of magic and hope. Now you have made it to your dream! How Fantastic! It was always what you’re meant to be.
Painting your dream, Painting who you want to be, Painting what you want to see.