4/4/24

They kept trying to teach me how to be a man,
but a subconscious brigade stood in the way
allowing me to pave the path unavoidable to stray
cause life had this funny game she liked to play
where the cards hid behind a poker face
always with the winning hand,
never showing me up, never letting me down,
placing a bet on how I’d go,
knowing each step and where I’d end,
not a man, but a magnificent nothing.