You can’t be proud of whom you are?
Envying others you always dare?
Daydreaming while driving your car?
You kept longing for a star
Seeking happiness in the future
Regretting its lack in the past
For satisfaction you never ask
Have you specified your aim so far?
Speculating how your greed to mar
You were driving fast to the fair
To wake up stuck to a wheel chair
You are no longer who you were
With only two ways to head for
Daydreaming about who you were
Or believing in the new person you are
Ponder on your mirror reflection
Exploit your inner power with satisfaction
Make not others’ lives your aim
Lead YOUR life not a fictive pantomime.