We can 

never be champions.

Who says we will, 

there's always someone to beat you

it doesn't matter that

you're pushing your talents full force

all of your tear-inducing mishaps stacked up but

you don't seem to have clarity:

not everyone is born to be a victor

ignore the ones that'll whisper

delve into the exhilirating unknown

it's more gratifying to

be realistic

what's wrong with predictable?

but will you recognize

you aren't what you've made yourself to up to be

you're miles from special

there will be those to proclaim

you're worth more than the king's gold

but they're mistaken

they say to just remain in your microcosm of a comfort zone

and the rest will fall into place

listen to me

(now read from bottom to top, love.)