Upon achieving your dream, when you look back at the days of struggle, it's your footsteps that should appear in your memories, not your lost character, for losing character means losing life.
For me, it's too late, Don't suffer my fate. I once walked the earth Inert to life's worth. Routine, my shield, I loathed foreign field. Too late did I wake up To drink from life's cup. Be bold in life, Do not shun strife. Soon you will be here And lost, all you hold dear.