Two Years

2 years of my life worth of snow piled on the plate

To think it were food,Youʼll think itʼs so cold and bland

But,refer it to life

and maybe it could be just right

or it might just need a little more

Drop it way much higher

Iʼll climb it by my own self

White is fine,doesnʼt need to be gold,all my friends

were waiting

Thereʼs no such thing as wasted time in our life

And all calendars sacrificed I wonʼt mind

The next words are always flowing from everywhere I go

in my life Iʼm living everyday

Drop it way much higher

Iʼll climb it by my own self

White is fine,doesnʼt need to be gold,all my friends

were waiting

I never will be scared to fail

and always will stay young at heart

what I can say from here is this

You too,always be yourself

I take off on a journey and then always come back to my home

And after coming to my home,Iʼll go on my journey again