I dont know what to say
I dont know how to feel
I've felt so distraught lately like the world is not real
I've done so good lately but its back on my heels
The darkness the shadow trailing to steal
The gold medal, the trophy a race to my mind
First place to reach it in just a matter of time
Control over my thoughts, my feelings my finds
Clearing out any good memories or happiness of any kind

But it's time to yank it back, tie the race up
End with survival of the fittest and win the gold cup
To ensure my happiness and leave second for dust
I need to win this round i cannot give up
Ironic how the shadow cannot live without light
When that illumination is the only thing i am trying to ignite
A little bit of sunshine and a lotta bit of might
It's the last 400
Victory is in sight