From Youth Blood to an elderly spirit.
If what bothers you is my ambition overflow
and my good intentions,
Then let me run wild
Let me stretch my skin too thin
and care enough to get hurt
until I exhaust my tank of ambitions,
collect certificates of trial and failure
And try my best at being excellent to those who showed me their worst.
Let me choose risk over safety
And chaos over settlement
It's my turn to do so and I'm sorry if it didn't work out for you
but I'm too stubborn to not get drunk on my own blood when I trip and fall
Too curious to not get high on the epiphanies that come along with testing cold waters and entering new territories.
And if you're willing to help in any way
then use your experience to guide me,
your mistakes to teach me how to get up wiser everytime I fall on my face
Don't use them to amortize my newly born energy.
Don't tell me to slow down for God's sake!
Youth blood won't run in me forever and I wanna keep running while it does
And my goal is to keep it flowing even as I get further and further from my date of birth
Don't tell me that you too dreamt of doing that when you were my age
because it makes you sound pathetic while I'm making sure that every ounce in me
sees the potential and keeps its eyes on it and doesn't look down just because a wall came on the way.
And I promise to make you proud although that's not my goal
So let me gamble
As my goal is to gamble a little smarter
A little wiser
A little more excellent each time.