The Ugly Truth

Remember the days of fun, the days of glory when every one had a star within.
A star with guts , a star with fire within him.
Remember when you where young and you shone like a sun
and every thing seemed within reach.
We stayed within a boundary, and far from the reality .

Remember your first crush , your first love, your first heart break.
Your first puff, your first drink with a bunch of kids who didn't had a clue what they where doing.
It all seems so cool at the moment, the feeling of a king.

Who cares about the future, when you have wings.

Then a day comes when you step out in the real world and face the reality.
The first thing you come to know, is that you were not the only star in the sky.
And that's when your school life star dome comes to an end  .
You can not glide on the steal breeze any more as you will fall behind the competition you are in. (steal breeze out here refers to playing guitar. )
Life no longer stays king size and even the biggest of the tyrants turn into hard working labors like i did.

Then the unanswerable question of the universe arise "whats this life for"
You find two ways in front of you -:
1) Become the hero you always wanted to be .
2)  Or what the world wants you to be.