Funny, false, fathoms of society,
following a pattern that goes for infinity.
For what reasons is hard to tell,
to fly, deny, hold on, or yell.
Giving it all, carry it on,
a force drags me back,
I push my limits, try hard,
keep ears deaf, eyes blind for all.
To focus on my purpose,
it\'s fine if I fall.
Let them say things as so,
what else would they do.
I won\'t stop, and don\'t you,
reach heights and skies too.