Never Again

Repeating myself Over and over and over again You can’t begin to imagine the pain. The anguish. The derelict feelings born of a journey To better thyself. To become the best version of me A version forged in solitude. I scream into the silence, And I cry like a ghost in a glass house Visible, but unheard. Seen, but not felt. Do they care? About this version of me This loathing of life, This obsession to become Everything they said I couldn’t? Let me make it clear: I. Will. Endure. In spite of them. In spite of the silence. In spite of the lack of applause. In spite of the hate. The anguish. The sorrow. So I say unto you You who don’t want to see your loved ones win: You sit still while the chosen move. You call effort "too much" While they make it look easy. You sleep because you're tired of trying. I sleep because I burned myself alive in effort. I don’t rest because I’m lazy I rest because I fight every single day To outwork, outthink, outperform EVERY. LAST. DOUBT. Let me show you a world Where execution is my art. Where performance is my ritual. Where there is No stop. No quit. No giving in. Never. NEVER. NEVER AGAIN.