Everyone Is Gifted

Everyone is gifted in some way or so that's how 'twould seem And everybody you will find do have their own dream That they would like to achieve recognition we all crave Our life aspirations go with us on our journey to the grave, But 'tis hard to be a winner where everybody wants to win And to be seen as a loser is worse than a mortal sin And few for the right reasons ever make the headline news And for one to be a winner so many have to lose But 'tis when you lose ambition you are amongst the living dead And you grow depressed and listless whilst others stride ahead Like the horse slow from the barrier who will never run a place In your climb on the success hill you do seem out of the race Yet everyone is gifted in their own special way And everybody does count despite what some do say.