Every journey starts with a single step,
Filled with joy and wonderous fret.
My journey, so it starts the same,
On a stretch path with no name.

Young and wide-eyed with no fear.
Leaving behind everything what's dear.
Even a little part of the young soul,
Left behind to become old.

It's all too odd as it seems.
How much is real or it's just dreams?!
Young with no fear before,
Now dragging unsightly bore.

It's all a dream , it's all a dream...
It has to be more than a manic scream!
The illusion of a journey as it started,
The same journey where innocence departed.

The first step, a fall , can't keep tall.
A second one follows and as before,
A fall, can't keep tall.
Filled with anger and on all four.
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