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If I Get To The Top

Get up.

No turning back.

No standing still and no turning back,

You’ve only so much time to go as far as possible.

 

Ever the mountain that needs to be scaled,

Always, something needs to be done,

Do this and you’ll be happy,

Go there and you’ll be happy,

No,

Only way to do this is to be better,

Because she’d never want you like you used to be.

 

Long forgotten what level ground looks like,

Only way is up,

There’s still this mountain,

That needs to be scaled,

If they can do it so can you,

Look at them up there,

Looking at you,

Asking who you are to stand where they stand.

 

Ill find a checkpoint every now and then,

They always tell me they’re the top,

Always tell me I’m done, I can stop walking,

But I know better,

I shan’t stay and comfort the fallen,

By falling myself.

 

I will climb this mountain,

Find the finish line in the dark,

Ill endure it all,

Time and again,

Safe in the knowledge,

That she’ll love me,

If I get to the top.

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