When
you reach to the top
You
think you have the power
Every
barking order must be obeyed
You
taste it in your words
When
you sit and ponder
The
top is just a lonely place
You
are alone looking at the charts
The
figures of finance..
The
groundwork you will miss
The
engine of growth in the back room
You
don't have time to socialize
The
time seems running away
The
simple things of life
You
will miss it
The
friends may go away
You
are on a different planet
It
is a lonely at the top
You
make your decision alone you try
Right
or wrong the end result will show
Even
sleep sometimes refuse to come
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