From the ground the top looks so far
The feeling of never reaching the stars
From the top you never want to fall back down
Ocean of sorrows will surely have you down
On my own
I will conquer
Everything in my path
On my way
I will plunder
While I exercise my wrath
You try
To bring me Back to where we were
You might
Catch my eye
But distract, you will not, from my goals
Your abhorrence causes such a dichotomy
Between you and me
From underneath you try to knock me down
Your tirade doesn't even make a sound
There will never be a quandary
For this palatial recluse
You try to pull a fast one but you can't even pull a slow one
You lose