I've realized I'm not special.
                                            I thought I was invincible just for being an ordinary human.
                                            I want to pretend I don't know; I don't want to see reality.
                                            Even so, in my heart I still want to beat him.
                                            
                                            My motivation and effort aren't paying off at all.
                                            I feel like I'm being left behind as those around me grow.
                                            I'm constantly anxious and sad, and even though I love it, I look away.
                                            
                                            That I should be this way, or that I must be that.
                                            Whose life is it? It's your life.
                                            I can't end like this, swayed by ideals and reality.
                                            Without fearing shame, I aim for the light.
                                            Talent and fate are just afterthoughts.
                                            
                                            Raised with expectations, loved and nurtured.
                                            In a world that knows no wins or losses, I believed I was invincible.
                                            I don't want to be ranked; I don't want to taste defeat.
                                            Even if I do all I can, I'm still pulled a little farther away from him again.
                                            
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                                            Even if I take the long way, it's more certain than a shortcut that's too hard and makes me give up.
                                            Gaining experience, reducing my doubts, so I can stay calm in the crucial moment.
                                            
                                            That I should be this way, or that I must be that.
                                            Whose life is it? Your life.
                                            Results don't come quickly, swayed by ideals and reality.
                                            Without fearing shame, I aim for the light.
                                            Talent and fate.
                                            
                                            How many days are left in life? A third of them sleep.
                                            The predecessors say in their later years: I should have challenged myself more.
                                            
                                            That I should be this way, or that I must be that.
                                            Don't narrow your potential; this is a precious life.
                                            Time keeps flowing; this moment happens only once.
                                            Without fearing shame, I aim for the light.
                                            Talent and fate-overcome them.