to my #1 competition: my best friend
I said the words to rid my mind
and feel better.
Instead I feel sick
because I only made you sad,
A year of agression and
competition has left you
the pent up feeling of your position
being threatened by your
You build your tower with my bricks,
or worse: you simply take them and
hide them away so that I am
I climb to the top of my tired tower.
"I AM NOT YOUR DOORMAT.
I AM NOT INFERIOR.
YOU ARE NOT THE GOD.
I WILL NOT BE DEGRADED
TO SECOND BEST."
You know what you've done.
I can see the recognition and regret
and I want to take it all back;
hold it in like I have been all year
But it's too late and I cannot apologize.
WE ARE EQUALS.
And now you know.
I hope I have not destroyed us with