English Class (Not a very catchy title, sorry ^_^')

Rise over Run

They say Life is like math; rise over run

You either rise to the top or run and cower at the bottom.

But I can't seem to understand it because 

I keep running around in circles, but it's not from fear

oh no it's like a dog who chases his tail. He'll keep going 

and never understands that he'll never get what he truly wants.

I want to be great I want to rise, I want to rise to the tops of trees, mountains, and skyscrapers.

I want to look down to see the others running around lost in confusion

and smile because I know I've risen to the top.

But there's one problem, there's this thing behind my back and at first I thought it was cute, 

but every time I want to say hello it seems to run away from me!

and the worst part is, it keeps waving at me, taunting me, and just standing far

enough so I can't grab it! I stop and realize that I've been spinning again.

I' ve been spinning so fast that the ground beneath my feet has sunk in and I want to cry

why can't I just rise, fly, be ahead of the game something anything, but the bottom of the bottom!

My waving friend consoles me and as I look back at it I smile. Maybe dog isn't as stupid as

we thought. And Maybe he's just invented the greatest game of tag.

Because in all my life of doing complicated arithmetic I have never seen

a dog get angry at his tail and just bite it off. 

So I spin again. 

and again

and again.

because soon

I'll be so far down that the world

will flip and I will rise!