Behind tracks

Into an infinite loop,
Trying to be who we want to,
Keeping track of the wishlist,
We lost track of our bounty blessings,
For a second, out of this loop,
Drive aside from the fast lane,
Slow down a little,
We all have, what we want,
We need to confess we have it,
Be willing to see colors in a thundernight,
Believe in a butterfly even when its a caterpillar,
Have faith on the seed,
Even when its not cracked life out of it.