When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all uphill,
When the chances are low and the demands are high,
And you want to smile but you have to sigh,
When all is pressing you down a bit -
Rest if you must, but don't you quit
Success is failure turned inside out,
The silver tint on the clouds of doubt,
And you could never tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems far,
So, stick to the fight when you're hardest hit -
It's when things go wrong that you must not quit

Matured
Like how ripped fruits is more likely
To be picked
Society's idealism is the maturity in an individual
It has been a standard that we must reach
And is even more favoured if we exceed
However, sometimes, when we push ourselves
Beyond the line
We fall as parts that can not be mend
We pass the line that meant to be our end

Even though I see you
I feel far apart
I tried to reach you
But all I grasp is a piece of my broken heart
Is that really you
Or just my hope is too high?
Are you gone...
Or never there in front of my eyes?

A decision I made
But it is not solely mine
And the future awaits
for that route I trudge
Then, it is only the matter of time
From that base, what could it becomes?

You got to take your crown off now
Will face a life where you don't know how
You can no longer hold throne
Will set off to the land that is unknown

Look at the ray of sun
It seems like a route, golden one