great

 

my dreams are too big,  

they are bigger than life 

and I live ever longing, 

always dissatisfied 

how long has it been there, 

that need to be great  

like being remembered is the only 

escape from the grave  

I have not accepted 

my own finitude 

and deep my gut aches  

for all I cannot do 

come and keep growing older,  

maybe I’ll learn someday 

or maybe the stars will just feel 

always too far away