He walks the halls, in search of educational reason .. And why he shouldn’t walk out those front doors and consider treason.. But he stays, sits is certain classes and passes .. But day dreams and has future flashes, projecting through his glasses .. He thinks of fame, ponders fortune… So close he can flick it with his phalanges .. Success your such a tease .. She says “please” .. He says wait .. ” One day I’ll fly with you wing against wing ” soul of a bird .. Pecking at it’s cage un-till it breaks free .. And when that day comes he’ll run from his past and remember the ones who truly last.. Truly heart broken his cast .. Will be if he doesn’t see fame in his and take off his blazer, walk into his own party welcomed by chasers … When the party is over he stumbles down the stairs of success and stares in to the stars, and let’s the constellations stable his mental concentrations ….
