The Drive
Early mornings, later nights
Larger vision, Greater heights
The thoughts that seep into the mind
Of those who may get left behind
A life consumed and to no end
To develop a will that cannot bend
The countless tears and times you bleed
To fulfill what you must for others need
To those you know who've made you great
You crave to give a finer taste
A lavish life to those well deserved
Who believed in once a dream deferred
Rise you shall the vision clear
Yet still must face ones deepest fear
While none shall see these fearful thoughts
Its feeling instant when eyes lock
They get a glimpse of the true face
An intention void of time and space
You can't be stopped but still they try
The glistened purpose in your eye
The DRIVE
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