Out in front I was on top
And It seemed that I would never stop
Until I won and got my prize
Up to the stars I planed to rise
But something happened something bad
It caused a glitch to loose speed I had
And running from my top speed
I slowly slipped out from the lead
As I was passed by many more
I could not seem to open the door
To give a boost to help my pace
It looks as if I will loose this race
And once again for the last time
This will be the last time I will try
Because if I loose this race then I
Will loose the will to live or die.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem