That selfishness is missing
Better is preferred
But ok too is fine
Content it is or cowardice
Why am i scared to dream
Why am i guilty to desire
Neither selfless nor greedy
What does this soul require
Why am i ashamed to be proud
Why am i conscious to aspire
What is that kid inside scared of
Trivial stuff makes it perspire
What is the worst that can happen
Calendars would anyway turn
Why not wish for beauty
Add colors to the wishes
