When times are good the team wants praise
When times are hard the leader takes the blame
Be a leader
Rain on the roof. City still glowing.
I did not come up here to pose. I came to think.
The hoodie is from the old days. The coat is from the new ones.
Same person. Different altitude.
If a 6th grader saw this, I would tell them one thing: start before you feel ready. The skyline does not wait.
From down there, this roof looks impossible.
From up here, the city looks small.
I sit on the edge because I earned the view. Not the building.
The view. Every light down there is somebody grinding or somebody sleeping. I already picked my side.



