One day, I want to fly far.
 I want to go to a land full of happiness where my past disintegrates in.
 Gold comes from my scars, and my life no longer starves my heart. I'd feel like a champion.
 One day, my interferes of discouragement no longer destroys me.
 And my ambition tells me to keep on living.
 When I finally show emotions upon my lifeless appearance will flee,
 my insecurities fades away, and my heart becomes forgiving.
 I no longer want to fantasize, cause I'm tired of  being reliant on people while you've been tired of my cries.
 I no longer want to feel numb to pain,
 and when people ask why I'm depressed  there's just some things I can't explain-
 You've got your life together for the most part, you're blessed- When words like that hurt you,
 there begins the ache in your chest.