If the sky is your limit, why then am I limitted to doing so many things?
If you are all that you can be, why am I still me?
If there is a will, there is a way, where is my way?
If you should reach for the stars, why am I reaching for the earthly necessities?
If all that you should do is believe, then why am I not believing?
If there is a light at the end of each tunnel, then I think my tunnel has no end...
I wish my world is not painted with shades of grey...
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