write a sad poem about how people get first place, with the pain and tears they have, the nonstop working and hurting yourself wanting more, working to the top is not what you rlly wanted but to be seen as a hard worker and smart indivisgual
In a world obsessed with the top
Where first place is all that matters
We sacrifice our happiness
For the fame and the accolades we gather
We pour our blood, sweat, and tears
Into reaching that coveted spot
Ignoring the pain in our hearts
Just to prove that we're worth a lot
But behind the smiles and success
Lies a soul that's cracked and broken
For all the hard work and striving
Leave us feeling empty and unspoken
We hurt ourselves to climb higher
Not realizing the toll it takes
We trade our peace for recognition
And wonder if it's all a mistake
We long to be seen as worthy
A hard worker and intelligent soul
But in the endless race for first place
We lose sight of what makes us whole
So let us pause and reflect
On the true meaning of success
For in the pursuit of greatness
We may lose ourselves in the mess.