My mind is racing with thoughts, lingering in and out. Its like the New York train station in here. The trains being solid though,

Ive been reading books, trying to learn. Every kid is born a knight. We all want to explore. But few ever do it. Because only the few have fate

Oo wait... thats false. Fate is you, you hold fate. You are the master of your soul.

"Think and Grow Rich" pg 18  

Everything that you want is inside you!

I need to tunnel vision into my craft, I should start getting ready for the future cause it near. And its gonna hit me fast, if I aint here.

I should get ready. Ready I should be. Ready enough to say "Ok" take me here --------->

I want to go to college, I want to succeed. I should cut it but then again. Why should I care

I should get ready. Ready I should be. Ready enough to say "Ok" take me there< --------

I need to choose one path.

I choose you <------>

I was a small soul; my family was too.
Life in the adjacent northwestern was deviant, souls had nowhere to go.
Livelihood is grim in the old-green warm.
God will provide, my mom said.

My parents ambitioned a greater life for me and my brothers.
It's the classic fable- an alluring call of intergalactic aliens.
We packed our things and headed towards the Big Apple
God will provide, my mom said.

I came to the US when I was 8, I did not know my fate.
Mouths moved differently to what I thought was great.
We possess nothing, our family was afraid.
God will provide, my mom said.

We slept on the floor; the nights were cold.
Alone, me and my brothers were.
The American dream is towards where we go.
God did provide, my mom said.