The uncertainty Making it hard to see Through the darkness How can it be?
It's cloudy My future, I mean. I'm worried I'll never achieve what I can be.
I know it's Not set in stone. And that's what worries Me so.
I want it badly, More than I could ever know. Then why is it so hard To find a way to go?
To go to my future, my rightful place. To find all the hardships I must eventually face. To go to the sky, where all dreams take place. Why is it so hard to...