it was our first hand at nationals
we took our first step to the turf
we were runners up
we thought nothing of it
it was only second
we didnt win the competition anyway

we were innocent then
we didnt know what it takes
we saw the second as nothing
we didnt think of the effort we put in
we thought it was easy to get the position

13 mths down the road
the same beginning was repeated
i had my first taste of despair
my first taste of struggle on real conditions
the ending was twisted
i finally understood what it takes
to be a true crosscountry runner