Born in the world with a cheerful smile
Taught I can be anything if I strive
But the reality my life is determined by a file
Either accept hell as it is or suffer for life
Science says bees' body is heavy to fly by their small wings
But bees couldn't care less about what humans thinks
So why follow rules that strict my soul to be free
I want to explore the world and be able to see
Admiring in this empty world
Created from something cold
What's worth to get to hold
Eventually my body will grow mold
Back to earth my body will go
And that's how life always works
Memories created and buried with you
So make your best to be remembered through
Don't strict your childhood because of school.
Live your life to the fullest to the last day of your life.
Treat others the way you like to be treated, your good memories will be carried with them and maybe you'll be remembered for generations.