I am simply living,
An existence that wants to experience without missing.
Defined by an age of two numbers,
The view my eyes see are similar to dream-like slumbers.
I hear the wind sing,
I see the flowers sing,
I chase after my dreams that sing.

My heart will not be shadowed,
It will fight until it's time is narrowed.
The world my eyes see is beautiful,
And the view is unbelievably colorful.
I want to be heard,
I want to be seen,
I want my eternally beautiful view to follow me.