Destined Race
By, Arnold Martinez
I'm expected to win this race
but how . If I started in last place.
I don't even even think I'm gonna finish, at this pace.
I have more obstacles then anyone.
and I'm expected to win this race.
sometimes I move but I'm in the same place.
The crowd doesn't even know my name.
The runner next to me doesn't feel my pain.
so much things, and I'm expected to keep sane.
Everyone get out my way.
I'm a car in the fast lane.
I put knowledge in my mind to increase my power.
but I'm still destined to fall like the twin towers.
However, I stand in the race with my pain
I got no one to blame
but myself, guess what I'm saying,
I need some help