Antarctica

If I had been a bit healthier
If my job allowed I would go
Even I wasn't about to pop, I would go.
Dreams and wishes,
All tucked behind inside our minds.
Life catches on,
Dreams remain unopened.
Antarctica moves on.

But if destiny is meant to be,
It will light for me.
Any excuses won't stop me
Every mountain,
Rivers and seas
Every soil I am meant to touch upon,
Has my name written on.
My choice, my actions are a mirage.
I do what I'm meant to do.

And a mockery it is of me,
As I am trapped too.
The mirage broke over,
And out came the truth.
I'm one of them,
A slave of my destiny,
Antarctica, a beautiful place it is.
But I wasn't meant to be.