Step up


I wanna step up and reach,
excel beyond the heights of Everest's peak,
forever I seek,
for a getaway vehicle to lead into the cosmic,
I dream a blueprint but it don't fit the logic,
so I'm trapped behind bars,
gazing through double glazing at the brightest stars whilst I strap the tightest bars,
knowing their confined in the deepness of this dungeon,
losing sanity for gravity, success in moderation,
but my occupation now is self evaluation,
my state of mind is questioned like a woman in menstruation,
so I'm patient but I aint getting any younger,
and as time grows so does my hunger,
so I crave for airtime like a fiend craves for chronic,
I'm willing to do anything, driven by addiction,honest.