Brick by brick I’ll knock down this wall
Pouring myself into a container weakens the purity I have
within
Brushing off the dirt to keep on going
Lifting the weight of a thousand men to climb to the top
Promising myself I will not give up no matter the bruises
and cuts
It’s going to be okay, it will, because it has to
So, push through the self-inflicting gate and take charge
Though you’re not the master of your destiny you still hold
the key to your dreams
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