Race

I can recall everything ive done goals ive set things i want that havent happened yet. Each time the door was slammed in my face im not a runner but ill finish the race.
I can move as slow as that tortoise from that book, but the hare fell asleep and the reward he took.
Ill keep on moving til i drop
As quick as a dime but heavy as a rock
I cant stop now. Ive come too far to just bow out. So ill go through the struggle, sweat on my brow, those pains in my sides wont stop me now. Just have to keep moving if i think for too long my heart starts hurting. I have a high threshold for pain but when alls said and done ill still remember your name. And you wont be my reward at the end of this journey but if i finish maybe ill stop burning.