MISTAKES

I had made a lot of mistakes, a lot of off steps,

Mistakes I wish it was a dream, a dream I never want it to be real,

But it's alright for the day is already over, the time doesn't waste.

Good morning to the new me, good morning to the learned heart,

I realized that mistakes was to make strong, 

But it's not always that direction, for fire hard block and melt wax,

The simultaneous heart doesn't exist until one goal,

But mistakes will always be made, but the heart chooses what to do.