At first glance its easy to tell that I'm diplomatic
Though most times I feel like Anne Frank in the attic
Because its tragic to suffer and discover that
The world is not at all Mickey Mouse Magic
I had to fall and experience the traumatic
In order to value everything
Thus now I cherish everything
Even the hate and the mean less debates
About wither or not I can license out like Bill Gates
Still even Ill it is I that holds my own fate
Test me and trust that I won't hesitate
I'll fight for all that I live for just like before
Building my dream dividing my streams
Pushing my means past the extreme
Limitations live only in the mind
Less imagination makes everything hard to find