I was naught but a child-
Fatherless and homeless.
Wandering through the streets of life
Hoping to find back what I have lost.
I was naught but a dreamer-
Foolish and delusory.
Floating against the stream of time
Hoping I’ll cut through the current.
I was not but a human-
Ignorant and boastful.
Fighting a battle with fate
Hoping I’ll win against it someday.