Be The Best...

Ya... Came in the room, all the stairs i started graspin. Were given up to me without having to call for action. Without even asking. I stepped into the limelight and thought, "Dam how fantastic!" Some saw my kind heart as a weakness, but that wouldn't ever happen. They mistake the hidden strength i keep hidden as a tactic. To be weakness that makes me less adaptive. But ive adapted, By never lacking. Ive attracted. Followers who see my strengths and kept with me since im always lasting. I found the throan, took the kingdom, and had it collapsing. Ive been one against many, and still i out gassed them. Still i surpassed them, And still im laughing. Ive been beaten before, got back up, and ready for more so i kept asking. Until id win the overall war, once again outlasting. All those who in the beginning gave me only an outcasting. Because i was forever outclassing, Out gassing. Out passing, All them as the checkered line approached, and finished in a fantastic fashion.... Humble beginnings, Still chasing these somewhat meager winnings. Lost so much yet stilll i keep on grinning. Still i keep on giving. Still i keep on living. Beneath this empire i had built and am now beneath sitting. Yet still not quitting. Still outwitting. Outfitting, Myself to gain wealth amongst the bidders outbidding. The Players outspending. Time replaced with selfish intent, Ignorance, And less endurance, Ever needed to be found amongst these ignorant, Indefenant, People hightened by the sound of silent praise thats so silent its deafening. Lessening, A threatening, Reckoning, With even lesser of a questioning. Thats wrestling, With pestoring, With taking responsibility for the wounds inflicted and still out here festoring. I tried my very best, As my life fades into the darkest of depths. I hold onto my last breath. At least without it i also let go of reasons to stress. Living within trying depts, Of lost steps, That u try to follow but lose ur place within all the reps. Ok well then wat could be coming next? Ive never been a believer, only believing im deserving of all i get. Even if its much less. Id rise up after i had been left. Id pull myself out from the depths. And id find the brighter path to tread up ahead... Trying to be my best, I took a step, Out and away from this pain and regret. As these voices in my head. Grow into the demons that would spread. Hatred ive come to knowing best. Pains rising more and more within this hollow chest. As these insecurities start ripping at my flesh. I tried my absolute best. But still fell with all the rest... Ya i tried my best. But it looks like i couldn't stand the test. Thus i stand with all the rest. The suspects, Or subjects, Of reassurance they'd never suspect. The rejects, The trouble souls from cause and effects. i couldnt stand confident and erect. Because confidence was a trait i never thought id get. I figured it would only be there for me to neglect. Playing this game of chest. Im a move away from calling chrck. But then i back step, And the tables are turned on me and everything id try to correct. Wat the heck?... Then again, wat did i expect? Where did i neglect? The chance or opportunities i wouldn't ever get. Why should i care about getting ahead towards wats coming up next?... At a less prepped, Pace thats second best, Where instead of breaking a leg, I end up becoming a total wreck. Do to a collision from this pace giving that was break neck. Respect, Grown into a willful disrespect. But wat did i expect? When this was all i gained while i was always trying my best, Yet missing each step, And confess, To all the reasons id attest, As to why i kept believing a misleading thiught in my head, That i could ever be blessed enough to stand atop tge rest as the absolute best...