Hanging white shirt on a hanger after another fail
but knowing same time on my journey it's just a detail
this exam is not a blank paper it's a life so let's live
despite all of the mad people who couldn't believe
and there are tiers but they should be it's pure happiness
I don't fuck with luck be sure this is my tiredness
my hours my effort and my meticulous plan
which I was filling step by step it's already done
that's how I see my past present and future as a set
they are all going with me through the aisle to get
confirmation of the progress when my eyes were closed
and when I opened everything is same now- exposed
that's why you always have to care and with and without
I got my diploma but what does it tell about
about my worth or about my wisdom? It's a mission
to don't fill expectations but my own ambition
