Growing Up

i am leaving now for slaughter the foes,
for struggle deeply war.
im leaving, mom, listen to me!
please pray for me to succeed..
my wings has already growing up, i will fly
to reach my destination wherever it is
i will go, mom, dont be cried
let me find my way
i wanna see and touch and listen
nevertheless there is horrible, there is some scared feeling
i will smiling and erassed the tears down
let me say my mind
i go to looking for my world, my destination
craving my place, sewing my fabric,
remember, when i navigate my river,
i love you, in all of my way