i canโt win...
thereโs a hurt that comes with losing,
when you canโt opt out of the game.
iโm not even asking for a perfect life,
iโm just asking not to run the risk.
but i canโt win...
those who do love to keep playing,
taking for granted all that they gamble,
they can afford to lose, but hate to,
and lash out on anyone in their way.
so i canโt win...
iโm always put in positions to lose,
to be seen as a threat, as a rival.
i wish we could all share the wealth,
but they wonโt feel special that way.
now i canโt grin...
hard to feel happy with all on the line.
all of which they feel is disposable,
as long as they get the adrenaline,
acting impulsive just to feel something
and now i sin...
just to get on their level, their wave,
knowing its wrong, that its not me,
but if they get to, then why not me?
why am i condemned to kindness?
because i canโt fucking win.
i have to let them disregard me,
i have to let them demolish me,
i have to let them demonize me.
or else they donโt get to live.
~ tytoos ~