Am I the greatest, that a question to behold
Even tho my story only halfway told
Time to upload a clip and watch how it unfolds
Just a young man trying to find a way in life
I will never give up without putting up a fight
It's hard to sometimes lay my head down at night
Being haunted by my dream like it's a poltergeist
But I got to stay strong not only for just me
For my love ones and those who I consider family
But I'm not a open book for all to see
I may not be the greatest, but who decided that
Not like it's a drawing that you pick out of a hat
And we know it never really chosen on facts
But being the greatest would be too much of a burden
Like taking a shower in public with no curtains
To do that one must really be certain
That what you want, so ask me is that my desire
Yes, I won't stop what I'm doing until I'm poetry's sire
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem