King of Losers

the saddest thing is
i thought i could win
i thought i was a winner
i thought i could be better
but i'm a coward, a lackluster coward

i'm the king of losers
i've lost my steel
too afraid to call
don't want to face what could be real
so i sit here
uncontent but settled in misery

won't you help me find a way
give me a helping hand
show me how i should be
i know i should say something
but the words paralyze me

and as the king of loosers
the soft villain captain cowardly
i loose all my hero's will
because i cannot say what needs to be
should just let you know
should just step up and be true

if only i was strong enough
i guess i need to look inside
to find courage and wisdom
far beyond this childish side
so i can be happy
and renounce this sham crown

don't wanna be the king of losers
don't wanna live vicariously
i wanna be a winner
wanna see you immediately
gonna tell you how i feel
gonna try to live the dream
and even if i fall
i'll still be better for this test
for i'll no longer be the king of losers
or even the villainous captain cowardly
i'll join the rank of winners
trying live a destiny

so hold on to love
and i shall come to give you mine
gonna step up to the plate
gonna see what you will say
to this former king
turned brave and bold knight
no longer the king of losers
for now i have seen the light

Reviews

[Constance]

Seeing the light can hurt, eh? Even in the beauty of it, we see the echo of the past darkness. Nicely done, this. And I'm so glad you entered it in my contest. Thank you.

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This is a really neat piece of inner reflection. I love the fifth stanza ... I can kind of relate to it (a lot). Best wishes.