The wind takes a leaf in any direction
                 The weightless yellow-face leaf

It doesn't have any power
To select the path it wants to go

Do you feel like this sometimes
Such as that leaf in your life
Powerless, unfortunate, insignificant
Subject to many scoundrel bullies

Even can't select
                             The next step
                                                     Save the final destination

I felt like this many times
Tried hard the gain the power
Needed for being in a state
That my choices are mine really

Now I think I can see
            My goal on the summit
The way to the there seems clear
                                   But,
Am I on the correct path now?