Miracle Boy (Remember the Name 'remix')–
06.24.07

That's right did you see him swing that blade throw that ball kick them all
until they're all out cold and he watches them fall laughing as they call and scream
for help but he stands towering above them proud and smiling his smile without shame
or regret or anything and in a few years he'll be finished and done rising to the title of
number one that's right number one let it echo jealously in your head he's the best he's
better than all the rest better than me better than you better than everyone else and damn
nobody's a match for him don't even try he'll throw you back down without a sweat he'll
give you a challenge he'll give you his pound and punch and backstabbing hit he'll finish
you off with a bitch slap and a fist up your jaw and chin and we all wonder and ask silently
how does he do it?

This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name

He's modest and humble despite his completed outstanding goals that any other man
would've thought impossible to execute but he's showed them that he can shine brighter
than the sun and star brighter than anyone and man he's never in stress or deep panic
always way above the drowning waters and puddle pond lake river sea ocean no matter
how steep he'll jump down without a single thought or consideration or moment of
hesitation nothing's worth it anymore to him but he still always makes things perfect
his way of living his style of life because he thinks without breath or rest and he never
overdoes it he'll make sure that no one twists what he's talking about no (bitch)
he's got that gift that no one else can ever have or will have (pfft)
he's shown us that his limit is unlimited till the end of eternity and we all wonder and ask silently
how does he do it?

This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name

No one loves him too much but it's not like they hate him either it's just
that they force themselves to ignore that envious feeling deep within their heart
and when he performs they'll clap and cheer and loudly whistle as if almost
in a obedient state not really meaning it just doing it to please him so and so
he won't destroy them the world with his unmatchable strength (bullshit)
only showing mock respect and admiration but really (spit it out)
they love him too much and now they want what he has but he learned to deal with those
type of crowds early in his life and the jealousy and secreted hate avoid him easily and
we all wonder and ask silently
how does he do it?

This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to
remember the name.


A//N:: Yes, this poem is based on a song Remember the Name by Fort Minor.