Stubborn choices aren't his naive necessities
Deformities aren't the monstrous diseases
Desires aren't the desirous ambitions
Love isn't always the inspired dedication
His fear and tears are not my calamity
His happiness and laughter are not always in shaped reality
Inability is sometimes sincere simplicity
Expectations become curse and liability
Life seems a vast journey
Cause he's not sure of difficulties
He's in an arid scarcity
Of time and patience
In this striking rush
He's in a great haste..