When you finally find happiness,

Or that feeling you were searching for,

I’d say you’re finally ‘Over the Hill’

The same claim many people swore,

Everyone chases their goals, ambitions, and desires

Of the glittering horizon of the world,

Most are unable to climb it

For ‘Over the Hill’ is obscured and furled

There is always the edge

chasing it is futile

always another,

the distant blue is only brutal