I like odds they help me get even

Success has no address
No landmark
No calling card
But the path is steep
And some will take the elevator
But I will take the stairs
Some will get there faster
But I will get there stronger
And adversity will be my traveling companion
Because, when I will get there
I can turn to adversity and say,
So long,
And heave the bag of taunts
And insults I gathered
Along the way, and scatter them
To the birds
I will miss them
But feel lighter
Yes.
That will be the day
When I stand at
A large bay window
And unclean my fist
For there will be no more
Odds to conquer
Not even in the mind.