Hold tight
Here we go
This is just another rodeo.
I can make it,
I swear I can.
I will fight,
And sweat,
And stand.

My hands will blister,
My mind will ache,
My body will surely start to shake.
My world will tilt,
Just a bit,
But I will make it,
Through blood and sweat.

They will beat and bruise me
They will push me down,
They will tell me I am worthless,
And how I should just back down.
But its so funny how
I have never heard
A single word
They have ever uttered.

I have always fought
With tooth and nail,
With brain and power
With all of my will.

It has never been a question of if,
But more of when?
Will I conquer all of this?
When will all my dreams collide?
On a endless landscape
That only I can describe.

So hold on tight
Cause here we go,
This isn’t just any old rodeo.
All my dreams will converge on this world
And bring it bouncing
And make it swirl.
I will rise it from the depths of despair
Where everyone is equal
And most things are fair.
-ALC February 5, 2017