Watching and waiting,
hoping I get my chance.
Winning is the only prescription;
losing is death.
In all of life's aspects,
I have to be the best.
To be what I can never be,
I'll dredge the deepest darkness of my soul.
I'll say I love you,
my heart in my eyes.
I'll grease your love strings,
only while it suits me.
I'll take the job with a smile,
working as hard as I can.
I'll screw over all I need to,
rocketing to the top.
You think you know me,
but you don't have a clue.
You think I'd help you when your down,
but I'd rather step on you.
I never learned to play fair,
not in any aspect of life.
I will win at any cost,
even if it means losing you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem