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What worked yesterday gets called out of date

A borrowed success gets repackaged as fate

Every new answer gets polished and sold

Same empty promise in a different mold

Shortcuts are mapped and the fast lanes appear

Efficient solutions keep drawing us near

A thousand conclusions are lined up in place

But none of them fit with the code that I trace

When nothing is working, I want to revise

When nothing is landing, I question my eyes

But I don't need to tear down the frame

I sharpen the method and stay with the game

I keep the same view I choose by the same rule

I won't change the flag Every time the wind moves

I don't walk because the road is clear

The road takes shape when I persevere

Even when nothing I make gets through

I don't change what I came here to do

I could borrow the sound that is filling the feed

But numbers don't tell me what anything means

I could count every hand and collect every cheer

Still none of that tells me why I am here

If I blame every loss on the place or the day

Say luck never came and just walk it away

I might save my pride for another night

But tomorrow will still find me standing behind

If something is missing, I build what I lack

If something is weak, then I strengthen the crack

Before I accuse every wall in my way

I cut through the habits that make me delay

I keep the same view I choose by the same rule

I won't change the answer Just to look like a fool

If they break it, I build it again

If they read it, I sharpen the edge

I don't need to prove that my method is right

I just need to make it survive every fight

Is this still the road

I said I would take?

Am I drifting toward comfort

For comfort's own sake?

Am I changing the wording

To soften the truth?

When I lose, do I search

For excuses not to move?

If I still choose the answer

I chose from the start

Then I haven't stepped outside

The line in my heart

I keep the same view I choose by the same rule

I won't trade myself Every time the world moves

I don't move because I trust what's ahead

I repeat what I know must be done instead

When I turn and look back at the ground I went through

Maybe that's what they mean when they call it a route