Neverending Crowd of the Skies

The Crowd of the Climb that’s separate from others, a path that’s different from many other colors. You seek out guidance, only to hit roadblocks, you come to a halt, to find yourself more tuff. You doubt your abilities due to your past, but you realize the path, is the right one at last. Those that travel along your way, are ones that pass by and the real ones stay. The experiences you share, that brought discomfort, made you build as a person and boost that growth spurt. You overthink and double-check your thoughts, because the people you focus on, are the ones that you care about too much.

You end it softly with silence and food, at day's end it's just you and nobody, and that should be cool. Days off should make it easy to relax, but all that's on your mind is the people that have your back. To spend the day adventuring and living it up, making memories that will fill you up. Missed opportunities because of the state you're in, questioning the life you made because money became your sin.

The Crowd of the Climb that surrounds the folks, gives them freedom, to do the most. You give them their space to live and be free, even if it means you have to be alone, resort to more work and money. The more you struggle to keep others close, the less happy you get because they feel smothered and push you off the boat. Scheduling dates to hang out with friends, only to be canceled, because their days never end. Timing doesn't feel right, money isn't there, when you just want a physical connection, all you have is air. 

The start of the draw that begins the race, leaves fall and time goes back in place. Cool-weather settles and experiences are new, habits are changed while you find the new you. Exploration is freedom while life is too fun, friends become your foundation when it’s all said and done. Time to fly and earn those wings, because if you didn’t know, you’re destined for bigger things.

Find some confidence, break through the can’t and the maybe, something to keep on moving even when you think you aren't improving. Make you think so much of the way, you go a little insane to where you lose those happy days. You cry, you yell at what you want but it won’t change how you feel when chained and ashamed. Feelings of joy and pleasure are what folks continue to say, about the gym life when your aim is to be better for yourself and not to others' dismay.

Time keeps moving and your life moves along, Everything comes full circle when it's just you living with your mom. So much hope that you want the change, having to do it alone feels like an evil villain's game. The old things you check that give joy and bliss, become reminders of the memories that you miss. You do your best to try new things, in hopes to find the one that will make you feel everything. Love has been lost and changed in reverse, now trying to move on up, with your mind in the dirt. Hopeful to see the events that come to pass, to see your dreams realized with your love or friend, that makes it never end.