The Good within The Bad
We are born winners so why do we loose
and everytime we win we are so amused
is it bad to loose and good to win
can the bad teach you something other than sin
we can not truly win without a loss
the expierence gives us knowledge wich makes us boss
with time as the seed and wisdom the key
success theres nothing like it how can that be
the feeling drives from the ground to the very tip top
helium in a baloon, then you loose and it goes pop
some quit there and turn to the bad
the feelings get worse you feel like a punching bag
lost in the jungle theres no one to help
rock bottom a place never liked to be felt
now that bads understood its easy, turn back to good
suddenly things are substantaly more difficult in the neighborhood
catch some composure its just pressure no sweat
live up to your potential because GOD made a bet
once the feeling comes back it will stick like paint on a car
that perpetual feeling victory now its time to spar
success its unstoppable incessant relentless and infinte
just remember next time and always to bring it
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