I lost my previous self, somewhere in between motivation and fun

I can hear my old self screaming that he isn’t yet done

Leaving nothing standing as they try to rebuild the future

Reanalysing every decision, restitching every suture

Trying to build a skyscraper tall enough to scratch the stars

Ignoring what it cant heal, accepting any coming scars

But problems are to be expected when your drive exceeds logic

Friends are meant to be left, however sad or drastic

But reaching greatness with normal isn’t to be done

Those who watch every step meticulously, will never be able to run

My old self understands, yet lobbies for fun, rest and company

His decisions based on emotions as he feels lonely

But hard work, never looked back at what could have been, but at will be

Keep going strong until the stuff that fills our soul runs on empty

All of them have made sacrifices, leaving behind what was previously a priority

All for a goal none of them can truly see

This is the reality of one who goes all out for the sake of a dream

This is a world few ever see, out of fear for the unknown

But those who are willing to place it all on the line, often stand alone

Restructuring their lives, reshaping the pieces to fit a new puzzle

Throwing their hand, and demanding a new shuffle

But that old self, understands yet refuses to agree

Rejects the truth that this isn’t a possibility

My old self now sits waiting in front of the building touching the sky

Holding wings that might never again fly

But dedication and motivation told him that is a risk they are willing to take

For nothing but that long walk into the night will cause their take over to break