My feet are glued to the track 
On the spot where I outrun them all a while back 
The only thing I wanna see 
Is the back of my eyelids, as I hear them pass me 
My name was on top of the page, 
holding a poise that was shining with grace 
But I watched them as they erased it out 

I was taught civility
So for now my screams will stay hidden behind my teeth

I hit the peak long ago 
I was so high, but lo and behold 
Potential dried out like a drain
Now I cry out for rain 
I hit the peak long ago

Things aren't going so well 
It was four years ago, when i started to fall 
The man comes regular now 
a whip in his grip, and furrowed brows 
How am i supposed to better 
if my wounds are getting deeper? 
I painted blue over my victories

YoAnna