We have a long way ahead of us,
But our steps are never enough.
We have a lot of new things to learn,
But our hard disks are much too full.
Under our tongues, many things to say,
But we are always cramming the words.
They say that this world is a school,
But break time never seems to come.
There are many things we'd like to do,
But we never seem willing to start.
There are many flowers trying to bloom
Under the rocks of our broken hearts.