Reaching for the stars was a far-fetched phenomenon.
Until I had to reach a dream which was very far to fetch.
I never understood the reality of every man for himself,
Until I was needing a friend in the cold, only to find out I was only by myself.
I could’ve just went home, because I was lucky enough to have one at the time.
But the bigger picture kept showing, so I just had to keep digging even though it was a very dark mine.
The friends who tried to care, unfortunately, did not have enough capacity to help.
So they watched and were surprised by the way I was chilled like there was nothing that was going wrong.
I kept saying the goal is near, so in the meantime, let me work on my scoring boots.
For I don’t want an off-target shot when I get a chance to be faced with an open net.
At face value, I looked great, yet no one understood the amount of sweat and tears behind all the training for a match that’s not even really guaranteed.
But one had to be fit, just for when its time to shine, I would show the biggest light.
The only reason I chose not to give up and go home, was to be able to reach out at the end.
To that little boy/girl whom they’ve never seen a graduate coming out of their home.
Those who, at this day, still believe that success is only meant for their friends who already have cars and everything at home.
I wanted to be able to fuel hope in their hearts and minds so that in the midst of the situations, they’ll be filled with bits of positive vibes.
So if I gave up, who else would do such a thing?
If I didn’t have such a person as a kid, why would I think someone else would do it if myself I gave up?
I had a view that a quitter influences and creates other quitters.
So my goal was just to inspire winners, even when the road seemed to be getting thinner.
WE ARE THE GELTONNATION
ALSO, LISTEN TO THE TRACK BELOW:
I exist, you exist. Why are you making yourself or anyone feel nonexistent?