Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Second

I come second
For the world to notice
Whatever I am
You always show this

I want number one
I try with might
But whatever it takes
I lose that fight

I grow accustomed
Sitting in the shadows
I think of it
The silence after howls

I question my sanity
Race my mediocrity
To want what I feel
All in futility

Release me from these bonds
To satisfy my thirst
End my slow drip misery
Make me your first