A Gaze Through My Reality-scope

Chasing

Chasing dreams or chasing the wind?

Chasing hope or too scared to try?

Sometimes it feels like life has got me pinned,

And the only thing I can see is the sky,

Feeling helpless and others grinned,

But there's no time to cry,

Because like a phoenix I ascend,

From the ashes and the desert so dry.

And I look at the world like a boy before several giants,

I tremble for a while at first,

Thinking there's no way to overcome these tyrants,

But instead me awakens a thirst,

I thirst for change and to be more than an ant,

Of all the things I could do, giving up is the worst,

So I make up my mind to never believe I can't,

I refuse to be defeated so full of pride I might burst,

And when I'm finished the world will be slant.