Greatness.

Pursuing excellence with elegance and eloquence,
Camping in the field of champions
So please pay attention
As I make my pitch
To switch minds on
And illuminate foes
’til they light up and burn out
Like a candle in the sun
Because the past I’ve always dreamed about
Has already just begun
Sleep on me if you wish
Some of you are still half-awake
Because I’m four quarts full
Like the moon
I shine down bright
In the darkness
Until it escapes from my path
To greatness
The weight of expectation
I carry on me
To keep pushing and see
My final destiny.