everyone wishes there dreams will be fulfilled
how can they be happy watching everyone else succeed?
trophies and medals will stack their walls
but oh how theres stays barren empty such a bore
a certificate may flutter down behind your draws
the words lost but really where they ever yours?
a piece of paper handed to all who lay their eyes
nothing special really I see no problem in letting the paper die
but someone out there has no paper at all
their numbers at 0 as low as the sea shore
a certificate may help them
but unfortunately it means nothing to you anymore
its shiny and smooth the certificate gleams
it use to mean something at least that what it seems
but to me its special
a certificate close to sunlight
when it bears its self into my hands ill only hold it tight
thank you for always being the light