My Mountain
My mountain is tall
cant even see the top
I climb and climb
sometimes I slip and fall
or hit rock bottom
but I keep going
never stopping
every now and then
I get company
they never stick around
but the times we have
are never to be forgotten
wether they helped me climb higher
take a step back
or stopped me from climbing at all
one day I'll be able to see the top
Ill stand on my mountain
and yell so that every soul
living or dead
can hear me yell the words
I Made It!!!
Copyright © Olivia Cook | Year Posted 2012
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