Will I be able to walk on those streets again ?

Gear myself up for bad luck that has just began ?

Will I be able to sit on rooftops and dream all night ?

Shoot for the moon but land back on earth due to fright ?

Will I be able to stare at the starry sky for hours ?

End up wishing for sky scrapers instead of towers ?

Will I be able to mend my broken heart ?

Let it stay shattered for misfortune’s to start ?

Will I be able to run through those fields ?

Stay still like a fragile statue that needs shields ?

Will I be able to continue living life ?

Or spend my entire energy fighting this strife ?