Laying on my bed

Hoping for hope but I’m hopeless

Thinking about how time flies

I was not the me I dreamt of

I keep dreaming big

Not Knowing what life has to offer

Time flies time flies

A year back I was not who I am

And in the coming years I won’t be who I am

This life Is vanity

That’s why I want to become who I want to be

Not who you want me to be

I still am not the me I dreamt of

But I will be the me I am dreaming of.