Seventeen years have passed
Nothing has changed
Lazier than a sloth , hidden into a cloth
I am still doubtful
This is making me regretful
Assuring myself i am brave
I can do it before i reach grave
I am in a trap,when will this net snap?
I ask everyday
Disappointed i am , as my brain never say
My dreams are calling me
I wonder who is stopping me
Others say it's you,I don't wanna admit
Scared of the truth i deny
Can I ever come out of this i sigh
Courageously i admit
Is it too late to submit?
Failure is painful,regrets are fatal
I want to reap for what i sow
i still want to grow
