Countless hours of practice.
Dedicating all my time.
Yet no matter what I do,
I still feel like I’m falling behind.
One day I feel the spark ignite,
The next, my goal is out of sight,
And matter how hard I fight,
Progress seems to take a flight.
Slipping further every single day.
The closer I get, the further I am away,
Like a dream that disappears
The more I try to make it stay.
The closer I get, the further away I seem.
