Pressure Inflicted

With these dreams in my heart and my head fixed on prevailing there is no way I am quitting.
You can think me mad or even a fool but I will continue to work to be my very best.
I may falter in my endeavour to be better than I was yesterday, though that does not mean I will stop trudging on.
Even when my hands are stiff and my legs are heavy refusing to flow as they should.

Hope is my motivator.
Will not bow no matter how you…
Take shots at me.
Attempt to force a change.
Tear at my flesh and crush my memory.

For progress is what I crave most of all.
I will never be perfect but that isn’t the true goal.
You don’t understand cause you don’t care at all.
I might be a number to your ideology.
But to me I am a person looking forward permanently.

Despair cannot take my out.
No matter the wounds I’ll just keep…
Living my own way.
Refuse your twisted mentality.
Your outside influence only strengthens me.

For progress is what I crave most of all.
I will never be perfect but that isn’t the true goal.
You don’t understand cause you don’t care at all.
I might be a number to your ideology.
But to me I am a person looking forward permanently.

Do your worst I won’t quit.
Squeeze my world but I’ll keep at it.

For progress is what I crave most of all.
I will never be perfect but that isn’t the true goal.
You don’t understand cause you don’t care at all.
I might be a number to your ideology.
But to me I am a person looking forward permanently.

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