Do I Question Heaven?

Each time I enter paradise,

There is always a barrier,

Always the fine print.

It looked so beautiful, so perfect,

Yet I cannot get in.

I yearn to break the wall,

I yearn to find my way.

I want to grasp the golden ring.

Now I have learned,

I have grown.

But I will always remember,

The next time I go after what I want

I will truly get my dream.