Dustbox

All up to me

Dustbox


The place I have spent a long time. 
The place I was born. 
I've felt many things and I've heard many words in this place. 
All that happened around me made me grow up better. 
My personality, I know vaguely... 

Every time to act, a high wall stands in my way. 
Every time I try to get past it, something makes me strong. 

(How many borderlines are waiting for me? 
It will make me happy, make me sad, make me cry... 
I don't know whether it will be fine or cloudy. 
'cause it's all up to me...)

My life should go well, it's all up to me!