Step by Step

Stuck in a race I never thought was mine
Breathing heavily, yet hoping to shine
The end point that never even did matter
Touch it, or your dreams will shatter
Keeps on repeating, this evil mind
Run, run run, you still have to find
That pot of gold, greater than divine
I'll claim it, to be called mine
Eyes still blurred with the cluttering thoughts
All I care is to book a spot
For myself, as the race ends
And still I feel, the days that I spend
Imprisoned in a world I know nothing about
Where every step is filled with doubt
Still I take a step ahead
May the uncertainties, the heaven shed.

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