I was raised okay. . by okay.. it was neither bad nor great... locked behind this invisible gate Built of tears, fears, and hate I had a longing ambition to go beyond this place What held me back was my own mental fate Failing to see life pass this gate... Failing to see i could make my own fate.. My own fate, bless it be great, for universe sake if i take a leap a faith from behind this invisible gate. My own fate , bless it be great to Soar beyond the prison of my mind for universe sake.. Soar beyond the bills, soar beyond the pills soar beyond the negativity on which the foundation of gate was built .