A journey from my first sunrise
Each path I partake with belief and undying faith
In he who makes flowers in my garden brilliant and sweet.
I am a seed from reality and dreams for my existence is intertwined between the two
Yet I still struggle to grasp why my victory still remains a wider river to cross
I have shared my days with angels,
Individuals whose remarkable inspirations are still wet.
A life spent within ones circle is no different from being selfish
I could firmly object before I had a desire to carpet the world
Yes it’s still an unrealised dream,
Though it’s true about dying if you cease to dream so I shall not cease to dream.
I desire to be an undying inspiration to a couple of souls
What’s going to give a meaning for my existence
Is resting knowing my words would forever live, shine further after sunset.