I'm running second place in a one man race.
No matter how I push myself I can't keep up this pace.
There's always someone in front of me
encouraged to take my place.
Onlookers stare; say not to care
it's all part of the fun
being there, I just can't bear
to lose to everyone.
You give me hope, say not to mope
as I go for the finish line
then pull it away for another day
yet again the win's not mine.
What can I do? I can't fight you
and the others you come across.
so I hang my head, and turn instead
and just accept my loss.
Yet here I sit, studying it
trying to save some face
while watching myself continually take
second place in a one man race.
Chris Mullendore, Feb. 17, 2004