Easy to be an ostrich rummaged by problems
Easy to hide and resign to doldrums
Who promised the land of carefree charms
Who got the security designed by ones want
Why are your dreams with rigid frames
When the act is wild so why the gait so tame
Fear of fall ruins your leap of faith
Hopes of joy hollow the realities breath
Uncharted was the pursuit, Unequalled it was always
For whom it is not who has treaded these grounds
Beads of care just sully the ground
Decide where you will tread
To live in the past or rise to what you not expect
Joy is in one but not a easy way out!!
Wah wah! :)
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