Born with a need to be

To be counted

To be among the best

Never satisfied, always seeking

Always striving

From a distance

Mediocrity looks blissful

Ironically – peaceful

How to meander through life

Seemingly without purposeful aim

Not troubled by choice, personal choice

Devoid of common good judgement

Yesterday, today and tomorrow’s choices

Paths

Why the constant push for excellence

In others, in one’s self

For being among the best

Always concerned for tomorrow

Never restful

Never satisfied