It would seem like a dream to one day rest and retire,
To share and enjoy my passions, to do as I wish.
Now and again I grow tired of the sound of the fire,
And I want something simple when my ambitions finish.
But it seems like the reality of the dream has a fatal flaw,
I must learn from the mistakes of those before me.
I won’t choose to settle, it’s my personal law,
But can I actually embody all that I’ll be perceived to be?
I can‘t bring myself to be lazy when I feel a am able,
It will never be easy if I want success.
So goodbye comfortable and goodbye stable.
For stable is stagnant and I refuse be less.
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