Sometimes I feel like
There's someone better inside of me
And she's buried in this giant amount
Of pressure that I make.

A piece of me is burning
To go beyond what I am
and what I do
But

I can't hear it
Because of the noise in my daily life.

I have come to learn
With pain and pleasure
To make every stumble
A bridge to the real me

Of course
Somedays I fail.

But I try.
Oh man,
How I have been trying...