Waiting For Success

I was counting the stars in the sky,

And was thinking the birds fly.

I was lost in a forest of the dream,

And was waiting for success.

 There was a bit of shy,

But I did a little try.

Surely, there was a diamond in my stream,

But again I was waiting for a gleam.

 I also wanted to be like them,

As mystical as of him.

But my dreams went to lie,

By telling me a sad bye.

I know they die why,

Because I was made of the lie.

 the dreams seem to be my

 But I had never said to him hi.

 Never I had a high fly,

But I was in good joy.

Never I tried to overcome my scream,

And was still waiting for a success beam.