Remember those days when you wake up
thinking 'I wish I could follow my passion',
But then at the end of the day find
yourself walking in the same old direction.
You need to be dauntless to taction
your dream,
Chase it, go to the extreme,
Now is the winter of your discontent,
All your dreams are advent.
The darling buds of May will rise,
Happiness will start flowing in every
size,
Rock and roll with your passion,
Pick the stone you like, to build your
own mansion.
Remember life is too short to regret,
So enjoy every moment in it.
