left alone on a sidewalk on the road to success, i had the dream of sitting down. in our effort to gain and win we seem to overrule the time. afraid to stop and think, no need to tell me why, did you once question our way? what we know seems to sink, its a question of the time, did you believe what the say? but who am i to say? would i reach out my hand, swimming down the stream myself? what if you had fallen down? what if i miss to see?