Never Good Enough

I'm sick of being stuck in second place.
I'll never be able to win this race.
I'm tired of being pushed to second best.
I'm getting annoyed at that 49% on every test.
I know I'll never be good enough,
So why should I bother try?
Surrounded by all you perfect people,
When faulted I will die.
It's been many years now,
That I've waited for this day.
In a world of perfection,
This big mistake slowly fades away.

-It doesn't have to be good. I've been stressing a lot lately, and writing makes me feel better. So if you don't like it, just don't bother comment please.