INCHES AND PUNCHES

Down the road- too many potholes
Too many dreams- fleet of a thousand echo'
Hope they get to fly
Hope they get to nest
All we do is try
Hoping for the best
Life they say is a game of inches
And at each wrong step- you get punches
With every moment I breathe
Every seconds I outlive the crunch
I won't stop till I reach a point
Where the rose will be my porch
I will use my storm to reach a greater height
And get better through my every fight
Till I flag in glory
And author my great story
Never to let them see me cry-
Never to ask myself- why me!