It is the moment when you are stopped cold by a child's comment
Pointing out what you'd done, but hated when it was done to you
That moment when your soul crashes down, and you cannot pretend
All of the world doesn't matter, and that there is nothing true
You grow up with manifest dreams, and try to salve your ego
You can't become what you need, because you didn't know
This world doesn't need you
Special to you is what they throw away
No one remembers your name,
Nothing you did will echo for the ages
Unless you can perceive, understand and believe
This is a long lonely path
You will never be redeemed
If you can't help but count the cost
If you never try, if you fear the wrath
Of everyone who doesn't care
Of everyone who wasn't there
When you were suffering, and lost
Ignore the world, at your peril
But there is life to be lived
Epic victory is possible
With perseverance, hope and faith
You might see how your efforts matter
Otherwise your life becomes a goal
To simply survive
Refusing to try, because you might fail
Means that you can never thrive
If you believe that life
Is the hammer
And you are the nail
On ne découvre pas de terre nouvelle sans consentir
à perdre de vue, d'abord et longtemps, tout rivage.
Andre Gide
