forced to grow.
but after you bloom,
you will still remember which way the wind
came from.
with a little taste of reality,
you grow towards the sunlight.
compelling to reach up for the energy.
below, millions are trying to catch up.
unprepared, try and muster what you've got and run.
dont let them get you.
it's all in the name of the game.
eye of the tiger soldier.
stuck in the mud,
and everything around you moves so much faster.
brush off the dust
and get with the cycle.
life's not waiting for you.