Dear old world, I’m Glad to be Alive in You

As I feel the warmth of golden rays of the glowing sun brush my skin, rings of laughter burst within.

Something about it makes me elated, I don’t feel anything I can’t obtain,

To feel freedom, surrounded by hope that I can’t quite explain.

Of course, I soared so high before, but didn’t expect to fall,

Nonetheless having to know that my life isn’t a graveyard of buried hopes after all.

Isn’t it quite splendid to think of all things there are to find out about out of these walls?

Sorrows, sorrows that I've felt every day, seem so ridiculous to imagine,

Has the world given up on me? Or did I give up on my passion?

Either the world is turning me against living it, or I'm just losing hope, for I am hoping to live the life, I’ll admit,

Dazed and dashing with imagination by how they perceived it in the books, I wanted to feel.

Breathtaking beauty of nature as the verdant color fills my eyes,

You must think u know the world all too well, there's so much to find out about, I can tell ;

Life wouldn’t be half so interesting if we know all about everything, would it?

It has a fascination of its own, something I would never quit.

For I did experience the deepest depths,

Excited still, for what life brings to me at every step.

It’s not what the world holds for you,

It’s what you bring to it.