My Journey
Staring up at the ceiling
Fourth year, in a garage.
The paint was peeling
But the plane was still spinning.
So much darkness
Yet no worries.
Years of labour, learning, living, losing.
All fighting for a future of tranquility.
Every step I take, everyone is always fightin' me.
14 year past,
But now I'm enlightened, see?
Lost so many already
I thought I paid my fee
But this is only the beginning, geez.
I'm first in my family
To go for my goals
And everyone already knows.
Many have doubted me,
But they'll just wait n' see.
1st generation
Coming from a family of immigration,
I'm not scarred, I'm not nervous,
I'll be back, and I won't be swerving.
I pursue my happiness
The dream ain't dead, It's just hiding,
And we gotta find it.
The U.S giving us all these options.
I'm gracious for the opportunities,
Make be like "I ain't losing, see?"