My soul is tired,
When will I get used to this feeling
The race has begun
And once again I trail behind the others.
So this is the truth,
I belong in the back of the back of the line.

How long will it take until I cross the finish line?
“I am no longer tired”
I think, trying to hide from the truth.
But I have a feeling
This thought settles in the minds of others,
The fight to reach inner peace has just begun

The pain has just begun
My legs are falling out of line,
And my limbs are starting to shake along with the others,
I am spiraling down, way too tired
to know that what I am feeling
Will eventually reveal the truth

Do not tell me the truth,
Tell me my walk to victory has just begun
Let’s play pretend and disregard how we are feeling
For the journey is long to the end line
And the adrenaline that shot up my spine is now tired.
Somehow my legs are still moving like the others

I am the same as the others,
that might be a stretch of the truth,
We are all tired
But their own race has begun
and I run in a different line
deep within me burns a different feeling

I want to know what she is feeling,
As she runs in front of others
and controls the line
Maybe one day I will unlock the truth,
Another race I haven’t begun
But my soul is still tired

I’ll never get rid of this tired feeling
And I have begun to realize my place among others,
but the truth lies not past the finish line, but in the starting line.