The Closer, the Better

The closer the better Nearier and nearier Thats how i seem get when approaching the light, yet i never really feel it in sight I do well and promising in the mid year I flash my eyes its another new year Still stuck in same position as the previous years I fumble strategies to kill a cat But the cat murders me to death Is it the stone i used to bat? Is it my flippery sneakers on a painted stoep? I wouldn't know the cause,would i? Im far from close and being better