When I was young, I wanted to learn how to fly.
                                    Until I broke my arm in doing so.
                                     I gave up that ambition afterwards.

When I was young, I wanted to a princess.
                                    Until I realized that; princesses weren't poor.
                                    But I was.

When I was young, I believed that dreams were for everyone.
                                  Until one day I finally understood that dreams
                                  are for the rich and reality is for the poor.

When I was young I believed that love would make all my pain go away.
                                    Until I endured heartbreak,
                                    which shattered my dignity away.

When I was young, I used to believe that words
were made for those who can express themselves through them.

Until I encountered the fact that they are no words to express my dullness,
there are no words to explain my pain,
and there are certainly no words to define my worries.
There are only words to describe my limits.