You’re watching… but it gets you nowhere.
You just look, but you don’t move.

Everyone wants something.
More, better, faster like they deserve it.

They see I’m moving forward, that I have direction
and suddenly they’re reaching out,
like my path belongs to them too.

But they couldn’t handle the price.
The silence that eats you alive.
The nights where you find out who you really are.

Time, pain, sacrifice
that’s what I pay every single day.

This isn’t a dream. This is a choice.
This is discipline. This is isolation.

And if you’re not willing to pay the price…
then stay in the background.

Get lost.