What does it mean to be the best?
Why does is matter to the rest?
I didn't ask for it, but it came anyway.
So tell me how I'm supposed to make it go away.
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No time for friends
And we drift apart
A rift comes between us
As jealously buds.
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Tell me what I'm supposed to do.
Tell me if this is really true.
So much confusion and tumult within.
Am I really meant to fight him?
Or is this just one big misunderstanding?
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No choice
No freedom
All I can do is listen
To kill them all
And not feel a thing
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The captain
And the growing pain
I have to do something
Before I lose everything
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To rebel
Or to follow rules
The head
Or the heart
Which will I choose?
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Yet through it all
I surprise myself
I still have time
To fall for you
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Note: to all the ppl who have reviewed my other poems.... thanks!! You have no idea how much I love you... :P and if you haven't read them.... pls do? I just want to know if it's worth writing. I do like writing them.... they're much shorter...and yes.... pls review? Pls? Thanks.