I've been thinking about this lately,
What might be the future is,
Is it nice? Is it just fine?
Or is it just like the usual?

I've been seeking for answers,
And I still haven't got any,
I'm wearing this beautiful shoes,
But I don't know which way it'll lead me.

I've been picking up every pieces of petals,
Seems like there's gotta be a surprise,
If only there's a map of your own destination,
Then things would be less complicated.

I've been praying that someday I wouldn't be so lost like this,
To know exactly what's your main purpose in life,
When you don't need others' critics and judgements,
But yourself to find what's real inside of you.