The next chapter
The world is at my fingertips,
I can squeeze it in my grasps,
yesterday I was just a kid,
and tomorrow I'll be a man.
I control my own destiny,
so where do I go?
the little boy who played with trucks and dirt
has started to grow old
where is this world taking me,
or where am I taking this world?
will I conform to society
and be a lifeless drone,
or will I stand out in society
and let my name be known?