I remember the vivid days as a child,
When I wanted to be just like you
But they lied when they smiled,
Telling me dreams always come true
So I chose to make it loud and clear,
I have to become better than you
Without knowing which road to steer,
I‘ll fight through whatever it takes to be better than you.
Those who write their own story can rhyme;
Following the original was never tough to do;
While soon enough, we all become mimes.
I will be my own inspiration and won’t relive you;
I‘ll become who I want to be in my own way,
And I’ll someday be better than you.