Eyes Upward
I messed up
I dropped the ball
But this ain't about that
Its not about the fall
It's not about the crying and cursing as you fly down the hole
Its not about the people who watched you slip and fall
Its not about how much it hurt when you hit the bottom
Its about the reaching the flailing and trying to grab hold
Its about the struggle and the tears
Its about the blood and the sweat
Its about the courage to keep on
Its about the climb
Its about surpassing anything limit you thought you had
Its about keeping the hunger and keeping your eyes upward
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