Everyone hates me
Jealous of what I am
I got nothing to prove
While they are trying to be a big man
I laugh at the poor old souls
Whose only aims and goals
Is to be the best
And rise above the rest
If they ever get there
They will soon fall
Someone else will come along
To beat you all
Sorry, I don’t want to run this race
I’ll go at my own pace
I’m good enough for me
That’s all I need to be