I've always dreamed big
And acted like I dream nothing
As if the talent was enough
But talent is a plus, without commitment
Is like a great driver in a shitty car
I've always thought, I would have reached the top
But now I wonder if...
The top is what I want, the top is what I want
I wonder if I could handle the pressure
Meet the expectations or
If I'd rather live in the shadow, like a zero
But carefree, maybe even happy
Living my sixties like my twenties
I remember looking at that stairway from afar
Steps looked so small
But now that I'm her, near it
That stairway is a wall, impassable
Where do I see myself in 30 years?
Where do you see myself in 30 years?
Will I live solo, or will people stop me asking for a photo?
Will I have money or will money have me
Will I have my family and my friends beside me?
Will my name be written on the books, or just on my tombstone?
Remembered or forgotten like everyone, unknown
Will I be "the one who..." or the one "who?!"
The one you'll say "I knew this dude!" Watching on YouTube
So here I am, scare to succeed, scared not to succeed
Scared to go forward, scared to go back, scared of the pressure and scared of the regrets
I wish I could be stronger than my fears, but I can't, so I'll keep wondering if
The top is what I want