sometimes i feel bounded,
sometimes there is no propulsion,and
sometimes i feel compulsion.
The mania of this place,inflame the zest in me
The series of thoughts about not getting there
curdle the blood of my only dream.
i have made mistakes,full of missteps
loaded with delusion,and
bundled with illusion.
But i still believe
i can upturn again,and
step up on the roads leading to “THE ONLY ONE”