I am who I think I am
Here I stand, here I go
Action unfolds every single day
Surely it is great, so
Which way should I go?
With treasure and happiness barely felt
Yet my next verse is the worst
Mountains crumble, ice can melt
I cannot wait, I cannot fall first
Herein lies the second hurdle
People fight to drag us down
That I cannot survive while blood-curdled
While others fight to never drown
Each step I take helps me grow
I am as good as I can be, that I know
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