We weren’t born to do things well
We were born to learn to do those things
And now that your hope has tripped and fell

Cause if you don’t make it

It will never make that chime

And i know that sometimes things don’t fit

But in reality we simply have to make them rhyme

Everything has its own beat

And everyone has their own dance

That is shown by how fast you move your feet

Don’t you over think, just take a chance

And do what you feel is right

But now your path may feel clouded,

But soon enough, illuminated by a light

And all those thought that you’ve doubted

Will come together and you’ll be fine

You’ll be happy

Everything just takes its time

like a fruit waiting for the picking once its ready