A Thousand Suns

A soaring sky for me to fly
A place of dreams, and wondrous paths, The path I take to my way
May it come by as soon as day
A thousand wonders, but not one for me, Is it what happens when one searches for glee?

The hunt never ends
and the time descends
Worries rise and I must choose right gazing up at the light, I see it bright.
Peers I see racing through the time
For I am only left behind.
With these shackles in my mind,
I am one of a kind.

But as I Look through the lines,
I see it as a sign.
For it's not my trail and I mustn't wail
As my path is the one I realize
The one which I'll devise.

For it is easy to search for the light
In the bright sunshine.
But the light which I seek only comes from the inside
And all the worry simply subsides.