Strive
- Malte
- 28. Apr. 2021
- 1 Min. Lesezeit
Do we reach for the top? Is it worth to be there?
Life as a race where everyone runs, But what if you stop?
A breather, some air.
Break for breakdown will leave you numb.
Do you strive to be best?
Meet all expectations, surpass them even.
"Be special" means you have to stand out from the rest.
Only with cheers and congratulations you start to believe in
yourself.
Face in the dirt.
You didn't come first,
Nor second, nor third.
A loser and failure,
Whose plans didn't work.
That's where you are currently at.
Standing stranded in the middle of a track.
With people heavily breathing passing by
A march of defeat to end it at the finish line.
You are sick.
You are tired.
Walk out the side, Kick down the barrier. This is not how you want to be defined. You're not a comparison. Not a notion of others. You are whatever you define that you are. A sack of flesh and emotions with scars. Full of it all, done with the trials. Wasn't fun while it lasted And it lasted a while.
What do you strive for if not the best?
Can you even win when you are lacking success?
What do you strive for if it's not yourself?
How could you last if you didn't get help?
Take care.
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