They shine so bright under the spotlight's gleam, Living out the vision of a childhood dream. We watch them rise and we praise their name, Thinking they were born for the golden frame. But every single soul carries fire within, A quiet inner strength where the race begins. The path may be tough and the hill so steep, With promises to make and dreams to keep. Yet the door is open for anyone who tries, To reach for the stars and claim their skies. So hold on tight through the darkest night, And never give up on your own true light.
