When I ran along the way of life
Faster than others, more confident
When I could kick problems away and laugh out loud
I felt like the One, lemme rule them all.
But Speed breakers too many, And some had nails
Stepped on one such and Strike three! Out!
I can't even walk now, people overtake me
And I realise now how I managed to beat them so far.
They were slow because they were careful.
Even if I manage to take the nail out,
The bone's had it, I can't run like that anymore.
I need to run with a leg and dragging the other,
Like heck, why didn't I see the nail coming?!
Till I get up and join the race,
Oh Will I? Hope I don't lose hope.
I am trying to pull the nail out and start again,
Before the race is over...
PS: Imaginary as usual. I don't believe in races, though. I am the "Spectator" :)
Seems slowly you are turning conservative (maybe not you but your thinking).
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