Numbness of feelings
Eyes on the prize
All traced to this thing called pride
How do you have it?
How could you not?
Will I mess up?
Better not
Pride is not a thing to mess with
I just wanted to be acknowledged as important
I have to obtain my perfect score
Practicing until my lungs give out
So now that I have everyone's attention
With this hoop that you might as well call
A noose around my throat
Why aren't I satisfied?
I hear murmurs from monsters
Silence from kings
I want more but
What do I want?