Pointing fingers at me
Rubbing my injures with salt
Gently settling the boredom in my head
Excitement springs up like summer
Ultimately achievement is all that fill my mind
My time is running out please press stop
Hate and grief should it be the cure?
Could this be my last breath?
Watching through the window
The weather still look bright
Still my appetite still remain high
Life after now is all i seek
Welcome to the long awaited place
My mind is at rest and my step all checked
Faces determining the success
Equipped for the task ahead
