Born in the world with a cheerful smile Taught I can be anything if I strive But the reality my life is determined by a file Either accept hell as it is or suffer for life
Science says bees' body is heavy to fly by their small wings But bees couldn't care less about what humans thinks
So why follow rules that strict my soul to be free I want to explore the world and be able to see
Admiring in this empty world Created from something cold What's worth to get to hold Eventually my body will grow mold
Back to earth my body will go And that's how life always works Memories created and buried with you So make your best to be remembered through
Don't strict your childhood because of school. Live your life to the fullest to the last day of your life. Treat others the way you like to be treated, your good memories will be carried with them and maybe you'll be remembered for generations.