They spewed rumors like sparks

So I turned into flames

I engulfed them with my self-love

And burned out all their hate

You never have to think less of yourself
'cause of what bad mind does
focus on chasing your dreams someday
you'll touch like Midas*
If you don't mind the loss
keep on the course
yet play deaf to words of the rest
and focus on running
focus on flying
focus on winning the race

Only miss the time when
Life was simply hard...
when it's hardly simple

Is perishable
*Enjoy the moment fore it goes sour