First Place

Second is my first home

I celebrate and sleep alone

and sit in somber silence

as simple people celebrate first.

First is all that matters

as simple as simple can be

in fact its simplicity settles victory

stupid was my simple mind

to think that I should be fine in second

since I am simply worthless

for second is all I will be

slowly I shall pick petals off the sunflowers

for I am simply second

a lesser rank to first

I solemnly swear with somber tears

that still I shall fight for first

still I shall stay in second

till second becomes first,

but for now second is my first home

where I dream dreams of first

because life only has one winner

and second will not do,

there are no trophies for second

shall I forever sit in somber silence

sitting and stalling for my celebration.