The Race

Since conception, we are all in a race,

We are the sperm that had the perfect pace,

But then, as we grow up, it's all again a chase,

We can't accept whatever we are with grace!

As if we all always want that number one place,

But we forget that everyone gets replaced!

To win, we can do anything, even get someone erased,

Seems, this race killed our soul and made us a carcass!

Oh god, please send me somewhere if this is the case,

Where everyone has something unique to ace!