Moist eyes, but the lips smile

There's pain, not gone vain

With every fall, stand tall

Sky is the limit and its free for all.

There's a bend to every road,

And an end to every goal,

No journey ceases till you don't breathe,

No joy in accomplishments, till you have bruised a knee.

In the run, there has to be a sojourn, 

Lest you perish just fighting for the bun

Live life on your long walk

Let your lips smile and eyes talk

I bruised a knee when I ran

I am living a life, the way I can

I ain't giving up on myself thru' the run

I pick up so much and there's the fun.