To Reach

To reach for the stars, you must be within reach,

To reach for the stars, you must first be on top of the world,

What if I don't hold the desire to be on top of the world?

As much as I hate where I am...

I 'choose' to be here.

From where I stand now it's not as far to fall.

I won't allow myself to crash and burn--

Through the atmosphere to the place I try to escape,

I refuse to be that person that grasps onto the shooting star.

The End

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