while my past was making me agree,
Though so rough, All so tough,
It was all a blur with an extra fur.
At a point where all was gloomy,
And my heart was extremely achy,
I decided to leave that way,
Which made my soul to obey.
And the days started to fly,
Showing me all the colors at a high.
With my heart and soul together,
Putting to my hat the happiness feather.
I was always a happy spirit,
With shades of me being all fearless.
I had left the gloomy me,
Far behind where my sorrows had to plea.
I aspire to fly,
Making my dreams, my wings,
To take me high...!!
And the days started to fly,
Showing me all the colors at a high.
With my heart and soul together,
Putting to my hat the happiness feather.
I was always a happy spirit,
With shades of me being all fearless.
I had left the gloomy me,
Far behind where my sorrows had to plea.
I aspire to fly,
Making my dreams, my wings,
To take me high...!!
