The Crown

As I near the finish line I feel I'm slowing down I think that I'm not feeling fine Will I ever get the crown? Is there time to reach the goal? Is there time to rest? At first I had been on a roll Giving it my best Have to work to win the race Have to break that tape All my efforts are a waste Unless doubts I escape Marathon, it's not a sprint No reason to give up From here I think I see a glint Desired loving cup First is mine, I take the crown I now have won the race There's nothing that can keep me down I need to keep the pace