Just me - 06. No rival, no race
They tell you to run, to chase the dream
To fight, to claw, to reign supreme
But who's the foe, what's the prize?
A hollow throne, built on lies
No finish line, no score to keep
Just waves that crash, just mountains steep
A path that winds, no set decree
The only race is you and me
No rival, no race, no crown to wear
No need to prove, no cross to bear
No victor's march, no bitter end
The road is long, walk, don't descend
They count their kills, they crave the fame
But none remember, none remain
The clock moves on, the stars still shine
And none will own what was never mine
No scoreboard high, no name in stone
Just breathe, just blood, just flesh and bone
Embrace the fall, embrace the climb
No wasted steps, no wasted time
No rival, no race, no crown to wear
No need to prove, no cross to bear
No victor's march, no bitter end
The road is long, walk, don't descend
Let them fight for hollow space I choose free
I choose grace
A rejection of society’s obsession with competition and hollow victories—reminding that life isn’t a race against others, but a personal journey where the real prize is freedom, peace, and the grace to walk your own path without chasing meaningless crowns.
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