I'm not Rushing To Meet My End
I'm not rushing to meet my end,
I'm being told that days are hard to predict
and fate cannot be easily changed...
to start again and make no mistakes to regret!
Many battles are lost without firm conviction:
who's that lucky that has a good plan?
Trust in your abilities and overcome anything,
a challenge is dealt with heroism, not fear!
Show others how strong one must be to win...
putting more passion in every impossible thing!
I'm not rushing to meet my end
and give up this dream without glory;
does a balloon ever reach the distant moon...
if all we dream it's an impossibility?
Start dreaming, because dreams can be strewn
across an universe that's a wonder to behold!
Anyone fearing failure is another fool,
is it better to try or stand back...
never accomplishing anything worthwhile
that doesn't excite but break
a spirit shattered in pieces so fragile?
Winners fear nothing, they are so cool!
Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2024
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