The road ahead is endless,

And the journey may leave me breathless

The mountain in front un-trekked,

And it may leave me wrecked

But they can’t scare me

Lest stop me

I will walk, I will march

And there’s no turning back.

I may be rewarded and applauded

Maybe spotted and admired

But waiting for them can’t be afforded.

I will walk, I will march

And there’s no turning back.

I may be stopped and teased

Ridiculed and taunted

Nevertheless, I will move on.

I will shake it off and carry on.

I will walk, I will march

And telling you, there’s no turning back.

One day I’m certain

I will be enjoying life for a while

As I look back and smile…

I had walked, I had marched

And I had never turned back.