I hold you up so high, it’s like you could grasps the spangled stars that are in mere reach of you;
and I wonder why sometimes,
for I too deserve this divine view

Success is found when one paves their own path,
And doesn't worry about others' wrath.
Success comes when you focus on the goal,
And climb your way out of any and all holes.

The thing is, though, we're all not in environments,
Where we have the opportunity to climb.
And that's why I'm suffocating,
While I try to make this life mine.

What is the point of living
When you have boundaries hindering on your way,
When freedom has been snatched away,
When your wings have been cut off
When you can't fly.

What is the point of living
When you have to hide
In your lonely burrow
When you can't keep your past aside,
Or move on to another direction,
When you fake happiness
Just live life with simple deception?

What is the point of living
When you don't go out to search
Search for happiness
'Cause it doesn't come to meet you
You have to reach it
It won't take you by the hand
And propose to you
You have to stop bending knees
In front of the gloom
And do the same to tranquility
For then your heart will bloom.

What is the point of living
When you die with that heavy weight in you?
It's better to start forgiving
Yourself
'Cause you've lived your past once
Don't let it ruin you
By thinking about it infinite times
Instead,
Just think about the future
Think about how the world will look like
When everything's changed
Think about how you will see life
With the eyes or your parents
Think about how twisted the path can be
When you continue to move on it
And how these twist have changed you
And how you won't regret it.