How privileged life can be, to be oblivious to the suffering of many
To not know struggles of the future, of which you must face plenty,
Blissful ignorance to the burdens of yours, now which has to bear by own
Responsibilities passed on from above, to now the narrow shoulders alone.
Time to pay your debt to this world, your interest already defined
Failures of yours and those strive, perhaps it's now best to leave ambitions behind,
Now dive into a world of uncertainty, the depths of which no one knows
Wear the clothes of maturity, it's your turn to act composed.