It makes sense this way,

To start and just move forward,

To create and make this life,

The best that I can see,

I stagger and wonder why now,

It doesn't move as fast as I want,

At times I am the blocker,

The stopper and killer of my dreams,

It is crazy how everything works,

Take action or die on that ridge, It's better to be a moving target,

That criss crosses the enemy's sight line.