It was
hard enough
To go one step forward
But you're still
Behind
by two
Faster
Ever
faster!
Your
smile is as forced as your run
Stop, stop!
Your legs screamed
out in pain
Faster
Faster!
He
always runs
Twice the laps you do
You can't— no, you're
not allowed to stop
Faster
Stronger
Better than him
Two-
no, three more laps
Only three more.
Four
more.
Five
Six
Seven—
The small voice in your head
still screams,
Faster, even faster!
Your legs won't have any
of it anymore.
Three
Two.
One.
Crash.
And
without any previous warnings, your dry mouth
Tasted the equally
dry taste
Of the dirt you stepped on before
You
fell.
Again.
And he still runs.
How are
you supposed to
Defeat a genius who works hard?
There's no
other way
But to work even harder.
If that
is so,
Are you still going to run after him?
And you would
nod,
With a (genuine) smile
Yes,
You would stand
up,
Continue running,
And you already knew
That you're an
idiot.
An idiot who doesn't know the meaning of the word "stop"
—
Just stop it.
I won't berate you anymore.