You're not good enough
That's a phrase I've heard a lot in my life. Now, it's in the context of some sort of war where the opposition is my best friend. I came to the realisation that I was never going to compete with Blake's charm and talent a long time ago, but being reminded is hard to take. I just don't understand why I even bother. I give and give and give and don't get back, I fall and no ones there to catch me, I run and no one stops me from becoming insane, no one but Blake. He gives, he cares, he helps. But, most importantly, he doesn't fight with me. So why are the judges pitting us against each other like some caged animals in an arena, willing us on to battle until the death. I guess that's a bit mello-dramatic, but the concepts the same. Neither of us feel like there's any justice in winning this war between ourselves. Because, no matter what happens, we both know I'm destined to lose.