Going, Going, Gone
Going
Where will I go?
That is the question
So many places to go, but no way to get there
Work hard, fight hard, yet so much holds me back
I want more for myself then what others want for me
Tell them, there is somewhere I want to be
Going
Keep it up, don't quit now
Don't listen to those who try to put me down
You make your own future, so make it bright
All I have to do is turn up the light
Gone
I'll get there one day
Keep working hard, harder, some way
One day, sometime soon, I'll be on top
Never again to listen when somebody says "Stop"
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