they say the mind that dreams too high
will crash beneath the crowded sky
but i have learned to court the fire
to feed the flame of my desire
each doubt a stone, each fear a wall
i climb, i leap, i risk the fall
the world may scoff, may call me mad
but greatness blooms where others had
delusion is the seed we sow
and courage waters what we grow
success will bend for those who see
the possible in what cannot be
i write for those who
believe the world is theirs to mold
and turn their madness into gold