Destination?????

To say I never gave a fuck
Would be a lie
When you don't see the point
It's hard to try
When all you did was learn to survive
You don't know what to
When you find out your alive
They say you get three strikes
At this rate
I might need five
I keep looking back
Looking forward
I might not like were I arrive
Trying to find a balance
Between heaven and hell
Levitating Hoping I don't fry
Looking at the sky
Fuck it
Time to take off
Say goodbye to meritocracy
It's my turn to fly
And feel alive