I always tried to be the best that I could be,

But other people always taking things from me.

I see an open chest of stolen treasure,

I reach to take it cleave through broken weather.



And then my halo keeps coming in to play.

Seems like the more I try the wind blows,

And takes me away.



Collecting twigs to try to make those steps to climb,

The other people seem to climb them all the time.

I see another and nobody is looking,

I take the first step but my head is spinning.



I reach the gate first throw my ticket on the floor,

Close the door say were not open anymore.