Stuck in this hole,
With no way out.
I've dug to deep,
Now I just pout.
So I sit down and cry,
I start to give in.
Then I remember my choice
And I'm choosing to win.
So I stand up with pride,
And new found passion.
I start digging into the walls,
In a crazed like fashion.
I start to fill in the hole,
And see the light.
I make the final push,
With all my might.
Fortunately I'm free from my hole,
And finally on level ground.
Unfortunately, now all I can see,
Is Billions like me all around.
I'm still not special at all,
Not one single bit.
I need to start climbing up,
And I know it'll take a lot of grit.
As I climb higher,
And look down at where just stood.
I can see the hole I climbed out of,
And Billions who haven't climbed up, but should.
I look up,
And see only a few above me.
So I kept climbing on,
Feeling a greater sense of glee.
Finally I reach the top,
The peak of all that is known.
I walk over and take my seat,
My well deserved thrown.
Overwhelmed with joy,
I shout out my good will.
And what to my surprise,
I see my windowsill.
I sit up in bed,
Rubbing my eyes.
It was all but a dream,
Of what could arise.
It finally hit me,
That this was my fate.
I must never give up,
I must become great.