And when the time comes for me to look at the mirror
and I don't like all that I see there.
When I stand, so sad, in front of the judgement seat.
And bear all, my victories and my defeats.
I hope I can answer that call
and be the one, the only, the greatest of all.
I sit back and think of all that I couldn't be,
The great son, brother, or friend but I'm just me.
I watch as others win the first prize.
I pretend that I'm happy, with sadness in disguise.
I envy all I see and all they can do
and wish that what they do, I could too.
A great friend, I wish I was
but I'm afraid I don't know what a great friend does.
Sometimes I will lie, cheat, and steal
or use them to get a free meal.
I use and abuse and that's not worst of all.
I will get mad at them, and think: 'why don't they call? '
Now I'm sure I could be the greatest son.
But I have two brothers, and my parents would never choose one.
Then I think of all my very bad deeds
and think well maybe they just got a bad seed.
So as far as kids go, I guess I'm out.
But I should feel better, they love me, of that's there's no doubt.
Well now, I'm jealous of what my brothers got.
And how mad we got every time we fought.
Makes me realize that I'm not th3e greatest brother.
And I wonder, sometimes why they even bother.
Because they know that I'm not that great.
And I'm sorry they got me as a sad and cruel twist of fate.
I see these athletes, actors, and innovators
which nobody forgets and the world remembers.
Oh how I wish that I could be them.
So when I walk outside and people say arn't you... YES I AM!
and people will remember me as number one.
Then I'll be the guy that gets the girl and has all the fun.
Well now I must go out and pick a fight.
Never give up and fight with all my might.
Treat others with respect, especially my family.
Because they truly do love me for me
and hopefully realize I don't have to break down the wall
to being the greatest, great one of them all.