You

You will fail.

You will choose the wrong people

as friends and as lovers

You will get fired, quit,

and be turned away.

You will wonder what you're here for

as you gasp for air

while holding tightly onto beliefs

that have stuck with you since childhood

Amongst the great divide

Of earth and space

You will feel small, insignificant and lost

But the space you take up

is just as needed as all the stars

You will be better,

for each step is up a stairway into the abyss of you

where you soar the more you know

where you win by never reaching the top

but by constantly reaching.