Iâve been told
Slow and steady wins the race
To prioritize, patience and quality
Over speed and quantity
But moving at the
Feels like running on a treadmill
Going somewhere in nowhere at all
The mileage on the treadmill reads 4,000
4,000 miles in four years
And yet Iâve gotten to nowhere
Traveled no more than the 8.8 miles it takes to get to school
And havenât made any real friendships
Neve...