Could it ever be?
Maybe climbing ladders
Wasn’t meant for people like me.
The only thing sadder
than a life riddled in repeat,
Is one depleted of dreams.
So, climb on and on and on…
Climb until your fingers bleed!
If you fall, let it be.
Get up and grip each rung.
Higher and higher and higher…
Until you can reach the sun
Or look at the face of failure
And laugh at those who made fun.
A life worth dreaming
Is a life worth living.
So, climb on.