i might've slow 

i might not glow

everybody grows 

but i was somehow always in sorrow 

now i know i disavowed all vows

she was happy

he was jolly

but why i always filled up of jealousy

every frustration and meltdown lead to a conclusion

that i can't own every crown

i won't won all competition

it's not races

so i'll walk at my own pace

to embrace every grace