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Going up to children,
we ask what they want to be.
Some say doctor, policmen, firefighter.
Innocence is the real bliss.
Going up to a high school student,
we ask what they want to be.
You know, you might look at me and think that I've got it all together, this much is true.
But if you dig a little deeper, the truth will come through.
You see, I'm just a young man with a hope and dream, a little talent, too.
I had just finished my climactic battle with a cockroach this morning,
When I froze to look at the sight of its body in a groove.
How poor an incident I have caused, what terrors I ensued?
I am curious, and unsure.
I am going on a road and I don’t know where it will go.
I have castaway something that people told me to do,
for something I feel I may love.
