A mountain compared to the girl
Towering so far above her
She swears the moon dips right below it
Hammer in one hand, chisel in the other
She moves forward on the whispers
Of those telling her she can't
The mountain turns into stone
The stone turns into a pebble
That the girl steps over with pride...
To find Everest in front blocking her path
Stands up straight
And hammers away.