Our destiny is set in childhood days,
Though we may never see the cause,
The future lies in the moments of play,
When our minds are free and open to all.
Our dreams and hopes are made of youth,
The innocence of our naive minds,
The moments we spend in truth,
Are the ones that will define.
The paths we take in life,
The decisions we make,
Are not just paths of strife,
But the results of our childhood mistakes.
The innocence of our days,
Will lead us to our destiny,
Where our future will be shaped,
In the days of our childhood’s memory.
