This really is a stream of consciousness poem, partly inspired by U2’s numb and partly by 90’s east coast rap. but weird and still not sure if I like it or not.
Can you see my game face
As I embrace the race
Find my place
On the case
I trying to up the pace
Losing the will, but still I will
Press on, sing the victors song
Come along we won’t be long
Stay strong.
Get in the game,
pass the blame
feel the shame
no one day is the same,
I aim to comply
ask the question why
I fly of the handle,
flicker like a candle,
you can’t handle
the song that I am singing
the rhyme I am bringing
I’m winning.
Binning the blues ,
I can’t lose,
light my fuse,
confused?
Me too,
it was me not you,
do what you do,
dooby dooby do.
Like frank
I sank,
bring your cash to the bank,
where do you rank?
Are you number one ?
having fun,
I just begun
to come to the fore ,
what for,
I’m not sure
but it’s pure
I got the cure
for your malaise
, my days
I raise the stakes.
I take it,
fake it
but hell i’m gonna make it ,
shake it up
buttercup.
Fill her up.
Stay strong ,
come along ,
song the victors song ,
press on
Up the pace
stay on the case
embrace the race
bring your game face.
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