they said her beauty was incomparable & i thought her presence was insurmontable.

they said she'd go far with those looks & i fancied her love of knowledge & books

they say gals fancy the elite type and i myself just aint right so maybe i should just take flight and try it again with all my might another season because she might not belive in.. everything i have for the givin. but. shut up.

they told me i had no shot and then i just thought, was your chance blew to the wind? so here in lies the defeat in your eyes to mask the hope and lust for hate and trust me when i tell you that im not the one to let go and fall for a bust.

i'll awake a winner, true still a sinner, but to the eyes of perfectionists whose eyes may appear off kilter i go the sane and maintain my victory and only the lonely die slowly.

I myself will speed past the naysayers and arise on top of the crop with my girl in toe and bestow upon you fools the rules of the land because here stands her queen and herself the man.