I am a loser
And I have to accept
Being a loser
Because every other option
Is either worse or impossible
To handle
Being A True Loser
Losing The Game
Life is unequal game
That we play
Whether we want it or not
You are part of that game
You know that you will always
Lose in the end
They have a car
You have your worn out sandals
The game is equal to all
But only the rich and smart
Can win
You wish they burn in hell
But they are all happy and well
In the end they give you a dime
And tell you that you are going
To be fine
But the truth is that you are going
To die alone and in pain
That is life here my friend
End it all before you fall
Let the play their game
Until they burn it all
That is their nature
Then you will be no more
Game is over my friends
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Invisible
I am
What you left behind
Taken for dead
After the war
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The Game
No energy
No no
No hope
No no
The losers game
End with pain
Whatever you do
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The True Loser
What is the conclusion
From experience
Is that
All my life
I have been
A loser
I accept that
Whatever I do
I will be lost
Before I tried to be
A part of your society
Now it does not matter
Anymore
Your survival is your problem
I will soon be gone
Camping out
With the dinosaurs
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Thorny Paths
The landscape is barren
And the road is narrow
No one around
Only you and your mind
Your thoughts
Running around
Like wild beasts
That are
Leaving the peace
And entering the
Zone of war
In your mind
All the things that you should have done
And here you are on the ground
With nothing around
Time and time again
You are a loser my friend
But it does not matter
In the longer run
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A Lucky Strike
The rich are the happy one
In this equation,
Improving their wealth
Every year
For the rest of us
Eternal struggle to make ends meet
We will suffer and eventually
In the next cycle
Lose even more
So please give us your change
So we can maintain ourself
And continue to pretend
That things will get better
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The Great Loser.
I keep on trying
Year after year
There are no
Meaning
I am a loser
And losers
As you know
Deserves to die
Out in the wild
Or in a camp,
A concentration camp for losers
The winners can put us there
And kill us
A winner is a killer, a murderer
Just doing the killing, quick or slow
That is the true nature of humanity
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Contemplative Self Destruction
Here we are in this dirty place
The people that we are
Are the ones we hated yesterday
We despise ourself
Because in our own eyes
We are failures
Creatures not worth living
We thought that we had
All the answers but this is not the case
We are losers
Soon dead
Leaving the world
To be destroyed
By the more successful
Of our stupid spices
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Setting the time
The morning has long past
I am now living in the future,
It sounds like a bad movie, but everything is the same
Just different characters in the roles
And I am in the place that I always feared
Lonely, without real friends but busy taking
Care about children and mentally ill people
Most of the time, It fills my mind and I am trapped
No energy for something else than that
I will never succeed in any way
Because anxiety takes the most irrational ways
It has to go somewhere and now it takes
The energy from making a living
Slowly I am being strangled
She promised she would never let me go
And I stay as always for too long
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