As I look around, I see many things
I stop looking then I daydream
When it took its progress I see visions and as it is happening I realize its meaning
I learned so many, I was happy
Knowing that its just a mere appreciation
I appreciate due to its worth but knowing not the whole acclaim
While its worth are high
I tend to overwrite to my mind but stock it on the other side
Learning by seeing, but not practicing what you are learning
As the heart pumps, palpitates and jumps the mind is working twenty-four hours to skip the counting of the beats
A heart full of fear never stops to skip
It took so much wonder in a heart that needs to ponder
But take a look at it, it is a kind of heart that never waver
For its source is something worth dying for.