Who has to notice? Who do you have to know?
Where are the dead ends?
There are times, when really I think I'm doing what it takes.
Then the next day, it seems like I'm lost.
I can't help but move, go, continue.
But you never know.
You never know what direction that should be in.
You are never given the hint, that you are right, that you know.
So what's the drive to move?
Why not fall?
What's in walking?
The promise of an end that is better than a now.
I walk a tightrope.
I balance on this thin line, between yes and no.
Follow me, maybe.
Chase me, you will.
Watch me, you must.
There is nothing without each other.
And there is no success without failure.
Someone needs to be one or the other.
Love the Challenge.
Love the loss.
Love the walk.
Cross your fingers.
Hope.
Dream.
Cry.
Do what you need to do to feel like it's been worth it.
Feel worth your own time.
Feel.
