Hate

Hate I hate the fact that I can’t win I fear to loose yet I distaste being the intermediate I want to be seen but not considered the second For being best makes me a star I hate to lose though I can’t win It scares the hell out of me to be lost in the first’s glory For I am second When I smile for second runners up It doesn’t mean I wanted that post better For winning is fame Is conquering Is appreciating your good efforts? And that’s why I sit on my work desk To work hard To make sure I meet winners To learn To understand To appreciate To believe that I am not an intermediate But a winner Someday, someway For I won’t lose