The unNaked Athlete

My name is Me
Another piece in life's game
Upgraded from a pawn and a thorn to a con
Yes! A con in a contest to conquer
Reborn as a don in the dawn till the next one
Initiated with the baton for the next run
Stretching my muscles for the race at a large pace
Am in a place where your face is cut out from the traces you take
Every drop telling how much I've put in
Right or wrong, they will roll with the same taste
If I haste I might fall but will stand tall
After all no one will feel your pain and stain
Huddling every obstacle to refrain from failing...

The Advisor's Lyrics

Chances in life comes in little ounces
It's your strife that you pounce to make a mass
Cluck every opportunity without going anticlockwise
The ice won't stay still if the climate keeps changing
Set the stage at the firmament of the earth
And the populace shall be your audience
Your expectations are your ego drive
Your limitations are your strongest weapon
Go head on but get your head screwed tight
The right thing is not always bright
Tilt a bit when the heat is on
But keep a string to get you back on
The society is the mirror you see yourself with
The mirror reflects only what it sees