She’s on a quest    

On her way to be the best

Wanting to beat all the rest

All she wants is to be first

People telling her she’s not enough

Despite all her greatest triumph

She’s starting to lose herself

Oh! no she is starting to relent

Suddenly her desire to be dominant

Seems to be less predominant

Now she's slowly receding

And nobody is even believing

Now she looks at herself in the mirror

And she begins to feel inferior

Everywhere she goes havoc follows

And now she is starting to feel shallow

This is a melancholy

Of a girl who feels secondary

She used to strive for number one

But all that passion is completely gone