Sometimes I find myself walking on the edge of the top of the mountain, I am one of the first people to make it. Even if I fail, I did it first.
The storm hit me, again and again, I fell every single time, I had to go back, start over, for years. Others beat me to me it, I was no longer first.
I felt pain, but I can control my emotions after all these years. I am not the same I was 8 years ago.
I'll keep climbing forever. I won't give up. There is not a reason strong enough for me to go back. Even if I do go back, there isn't nothing left for me in that world. My only goal is the top of the mountain, and that's all I care about.
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