The two of you stand there awaiting the results.
And legs trembling
As you hear a name that doesn't resemble your own.
You smile and clap while you are slightly disappointed.
Why chose to fail when winning has more of a rewarding feeling?
Being second best gets you nothing, so why accept it?
It is like you hand over the victory as if it is your hard earned check or your well-deserved respect?
You are as manipulative as water. Taking the shape of whatever you are placed in
Passing things over with no care but...
But when water freezes it becomes solid like your spine
Solid like your core because you are strong and can't be broken.
Pick up the golden letters of the word "WINNER"
Remove the dust from its edges and the rust from its corners
Because your victories have just begun.