DOING IT FOR TWO

Everyday i get up telling myself that today cannot be like yesterday.
I push through my limit and would rather break than quit.
They say success would follow you if you focus on your passion.
But it seems my passion aint attractive enough to pull her close to me.
God knows i can see her smile at me but for no reason she keeps walking away.
I have done my all and have refused to fall for the sake of all.
Because i know that on my shoulders are many feet that keeps kicking me to fly higher.
From my heart i wish i was strong enough to pull us both.
But the more i try to climb the lower i go and deeper i fall into the pit.
It seems everyone want to have a take on this road yet this lane is so small and i'm caught behind the traffic.
Once in awhile i do feel like loosing it, when all i have goes out and nothing ever comes knocking back at my door.
I feel the harsh wind breaking through my face, yet i bear the pain and keep marching forward.
I will do my best to hold us up no matter how much i sink in.
I'd even become an under dog just to see you live clean.
But i am beginning to ignore all the "it doesn't matter" that use to matter as if they don't mater.
I hear a voice inside say i can't carry extra baggage on me anymore.
Even if its all for one and one for all, i'd be redefining what my all is.
There are so many people on this ladder and they would rather shove and fall along than watch me succeed.
So i'd rather be a murdering and watch you live than live clean in misery.
Since shoving is allowed i guess that's a rule i'd be glad to obliege to.
Somehow it seems i am always against the odds, but i know its way better with you than something else.
I once said i'd make a new life and i'd walk again.
And though i wanted to quit i remember that this bloody mess i'm in, i'm fighting for you too.
In the end i will keep on going and as i walk through this hurricane i know that i'm doing it for two.