Fly

I know I write a lot about all the things money can provide, like material items and not what I'm inspired by. Having dreams and a keen intuition provided by All the times that I failed but I'm still willing to try to fly. I'd be telling a lie, If it ever compares to this So many times I condoned when my actions were intricate I know I don't wan't to be stressed, I don't wan't to live a lot, I just wan't to live my life without it being criticized, there's a soft spot on my heart I tend to solidify cause I don't wan't to live if I see hatred through either eye I don't wan't attention just want to be left alone, plus every challenge that I face, I use as a stepping stone I don't need anybody's guidance I can live with my mistakes I may not know just where I'm headed but I'll make it there safe. A lot of times I'm feeling exposed and laughed at, but in my mind I'll still be in control. It's a heavy burden for a young soul All of which I'm more intact hoping the universe can help me weather the storm. Please correct me if I'm wrong, But isn't life a question in which the answer is left alone? And so I write these thoughts down not knowing if I'm truly right, but it's what's left in my mind that'll give me a better sight. A better life, not just for me but for every life, since selfish doesn't apply to the process Metaphorically speaking we all can fly just acknowledge your progress.