Once when I was a boy,
on an afternoon of athletes,
I wasn't even feeling coy,
and had a sinking feeling.

When the gun went off,
my little legs flew
to the finish line,
and I finally had gold....

There was another boy,
with legs like lobsters,
and I could have swore,
he was an eagle to soar.

But I left him
at the starting line
Now I finally felt alive
as they clapped to Yellow.

And finally I breathed
and anxiety left me....
I once did achieve
in my worthless
life, something.....