At first glance its easy to tell that I’m diplomatic

Though most times I feel like Anne Frank in the attic

Because its tragic to suffer and discover that

The world is not at all Mickey Mouse Magic

I had to fall and experience the traumatic

In order to value everything

Thus now I cherish everything

Even the hate and the mean less debates

About wither or not I can license out like Bill Gates

Still even Ill it is I that holds my own fate

Test me and trust that I won't hesitate

I’ll fight for all that I live for just like before

Building my dream dividing my streams

Pushing my means past the extreme

Limitations live only in the mind

Less imagination makes everything hard to find