We are all destined to be someone Born to succeed The place of broken buildings The expectations to exceed Yes, the bar is set low Sometimes its seven feet deep We have the will to rise up Or give-up on the climb too steep. It is easy to blame and point fingers We can expect or pay our dues Shouting out into the nights that linger That we have nothing to lose But the truth is in the sidewalks Cracked and weathered from age We can either live to pave for the future Or slip through to the past in rage. We should not listen to the voices That tell us not to try There will be no regret Or tears shed from our eyes We should learn, educate, make mistakes, get burned The only way to finding our path A life lived that is truly earned