Seems the competition 

Is sweet like a slap in the face 

This is a 3-legged race 

It was your meanness 

That told us you might have faith 

Your spine (?) keeps getting in the way 

You're a fool to think they care what you think 

In this poem some rise, some sink 

And which one are you 

You budding star, you 

Too dark for shopping malls 

No hooks, no leads at all 

Forget your _____ 

Dare to be naked and real 

You think they care for how you feel? 

Never trust an artist 

Who tells you he has a choice 

You can't run faster than your voice 

Sing your life despite the spite it may bring 

It's your life to write, so sing 

Just bring the drama 

Shameless and crawling 

Over glass and underground 

EsmÃÆ'© needs her story now 

So don't break down