Success: Motivator

Forward

You look for a solution, without that final choice,
You want a resolution, to find your voice,
You try to get rid of your pollution, so that you can rejoice,
You write your own conclusion, you try to be Joyce,
You aim for your own revolution, you try to move ahead,
You seek retribution, of what you dread...
Your own confusion, which seeks the dead,
You get filled with a delusion, when you try to use your head.

You start abducting your own thoughts,
You begin accelerating your shots,
You create your decreasing of lots,
You choose to be ceasing your knots,
You want to be dismissing you past,
So that you can be draining you fear, fast,
You start to be dragging your feet because of that blast,
You aim to be energizing, 'till your last.

You pray to stay so you can say hey,
You came to blame the flame that came without a name,
You aim for that one sun that has never been done and won,
You pack your suits, bounce on your boots, and reach for your roots,
You become the silhouette that will get the net and yet threat sweet sweat.