Their heat is like ectasy
Their lives are my fantasy
They make it seem so easy
How they do it all and say, "breezy"

I know they worked for it
Blood and tears
Through the years
That's some serious grit

But here I am, a bug in the dark
I scurry to stalk these works of art
But it tears me apart
How I lack the heart
To go out and start
And give the world my mark

I see the goal reachers, the go getters
the home hitters, the wall breachers,
the trail blazers, the x gamers, the record breakers, and trend setters

I can see that they're winners
Success and victory for dinner
Jealousy has the best of me
Guess I'm another green sinner

The strength in their voices makes me weak
The gaze in their glare takes my speech
There they are, simple humans
Creating the world they seek