I feel that my mistakes have labeled me for life The risks are high, but never impossible I lose oxygen in the outer reaches of these choices With no regrets except one
A mountain I cannot scale stands before me I've climbed it so many times before My hands are callused with my repeat failures And yet, I continue to climb With every pore on my body dripping sweat I continue my venture only to hit the peak and fall again
I find myself wanting to quit this time I look at the stubborn rock without laying a hand upon it I think of every route I can take Every dangerous leap, every step, but it all means nothing Because for the first time... I feel something