I'm ever reaching up
For what I cannot touch

Waiting for the seas of reasoning
To reach the beaches of understanding

I'm ever raising my voices
Asking about the consequences of my choices

Seeking a positive direction
The words I see and their interpretations

I'm always on a limited scale
Not to be unbalanced or I will fail

Not to stumble over in the dark
From the mistakes when I missed the mark

I will keep reaching up
Though I keep missing the cup

For I know when comes the day
It will be handed to me and told to come in and stay