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