Even if someday-
I stand on top of the world,
I cannot see every person's face;
I cannot keep up with everyone's pace.

From the starting
to the end,
all that's there and left-
is just me and my very nightmare.

If I"ll grow someday-
Moving forward all the way,
leaving my very self behind;
will I be able to think this way?

Future is unknown,
I will definitely mend it in my own way.
For I have to step-
into the unknown and astray.
© Shounima