Taste Defeat Again

Wed, 09/18/2019 - 02:26 -- I'mduh1

I hope nobody looks at me
Because nobody will want to look
I hope nobody speaks to me
Because nobody will want to listen

I have nothing to give, I have nothing to gain
For all the time I have lived, I thought it was a game

There's no reset button, there's no cheat codes
There were tips given to me, but now they're old

I've lost the game, and I can't quit it
Only when I'm dead is when I'm finished

I have no value
I have no skill
And yet I have to
Find some kind of will

After my times up and this part of the game is over
I'll be out of this rut and start a new game with a wiser owner

I said, "I'll get better," a thousand times
Please, don't let this one be another lie.

This poem is about: 
Me

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