I cannot seem to evade this sense of doom,
From the feeling of constantly failing when I was meant to bloom.

I’m standing on the foothills already
Before me great peaks stretch far, far up and out
I never imagined I’d become a mountain climber
But you’re here
And I hear a voice behind me saying
Walk forward without fear
I will build you a bridge to cross each river
I will guide you across each chasm and crack
It is my joy to teach you the truths you lack
In the most unlikely places you are tempted to quiver
But I am your light and I know that you won’t turn your back