I don’t see every day in the light,

But I find chances that might,

It can be own sometimes fight,

And I will make it right.

Situations and partly changing life,

Couldn’t see sometimes I can’t find the sight,

It might get harder or easier someday,

I believe in where it could take the road or leads halfway,

What do I want to do?

What I dreamt to be?

I am there with the space,

At the perfect paddled pace,

One day, or someday,

I will make it alright!