Great plans come with great consequences
and even greater failures
the higher you look towards the heavens,
the more likely you're to trip on the clouds.
But these plans are made in spite of loss,
because of the want to have something to live for,
something to look forward to, something to die for.
Something worth having.
And so we guess, and we doom ourselves to failure
in the inevitable once in a while,
but we understand the significance,
of having to pick ourselves back up.
This is our place.
This is our choice.
This is our success.
This is our failure.
This is our time.