Thought I’ll be somebody after I develop up.
The world in my palms,
Luck on my aspect.
An ideal very best determine I’ve at all times imagined.
However I suppose life doesn’t at all times occur the way in which we needed.
I need to have every thing, but I left with nothing.
Thought I’ll be tremendous alone,
The solitude I’ve at all times longed for.
Nobody disturbed my peace,
Simply me and myself.
However right here I’m, misplaced within the hole.
The place the echoes of my desires fade to silence,
Struggling to fill the void with empty palms,
Solely to search out that nothing ever stays.
