senses

A boy was sitting alone indulged in his dreams
He seams pacified but inside he screams
There is a storm he is stuck in
He doesn't know whether to give up or give in
He has to decide and decide if fast
He has already lost a race
He was good but he lacked pace
Feel down on the ground right into his face
This was the time here wanted to fly
But there wasn't any support he could rely
Upon
All he knew about was now gone
He didn't know what he had done
But he has to finish the task he had begun
He should not worry any consequences
Neither care about the expenses
That calm boy just returned to his senses.