Dive

Thought I'd take a dive and drown myself,

Never felt alive, all I did was clown myself,

Stuck in a bed of knives, no one around me that helps,

Thought I'd take a dive and drown myself, but my instincts make me swim like Michael Phelps,

Giving up on myself seems like a sin, no wonder,

I was always told that I was born to win, big blunder, 

I can't lose now without spiraling down, but I can come back to the paper and thunder,

Losing feels like having a Christmas in summer, can't be Down Under,

Kids told that participation isn't important, and not succeeding,

But every child who loses is seen internally bleeding,

Because back at home, for mercy they're pleading,

For losing at something they couldn't have won, are these computers that we're breeding?

People who win are given a damn about, others are in the shelf,

Straight A students are gems, others wouldn't be bothered about even if they jump into a well,

Thought I'd take a dive and drown myself,

But I'll wait to see the toxic competition builders in hell.