• every year going to the next
    like a flash of a bright light
    so fast you miss it
    but so intense that you can't forget
    the steps i took to get here
    one of my final bows
    to show the world that i made it
    that regardless of the stress, the drama, the fear
    i overcame it, like a mountain
    scaling high above my head
    and instead of taking the easy way around, i climbed it to the top
    to pear down at what i've done
    and smile
    because as every year goes to the next
    there is no way I'm going back