Running on Fuel
It’s like a never-ending cycle
Of things to do, people to see
Words to be said and air to breathe
One step at a time I think and then act
Give a thought
Lend a hand
Make a plan of attack
I take ownership of victory
Grab pride by the horns
The courageous words I tell myself
Doesn’t cool the storm
With the power inside
There’s no stopping this beast
The strength of what I do
Can easily crush the least
I’m humble at heart
But can sting like a bee
Contribute to my flames
Or be lost in the sea
This mind won’t stop
Can’t quite when told
It’s always running faster
Not the first to hold
I am in the lead
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