Oct 08, 2004 00:09
I take my mark..
I hear the gun shot and I start to run...
I am trying with everything that I have..
pushing and pushing...
I am starting to feel the strain in my legs...
My mind wants to quit but my heart wont let me...
I continue on not sure if I will ever reach the end..
Then I see it..
It's a long yellow ribbon...
The finish line is finally in my sights..
I look around and see that it's just me...
I will win this time..
But as I approach, arms raised in victory, I notice something...
The ribbon has already been broken and has fallen to the ground...
Someone else has won...
As I walk away, tear-filled eyes pointed to the ground, I realize...
I will never win this race....
Because in your eyes, I will always remain last...