The Loosing Game Poem by Michael Carlson

The Loosing Game



What's the point of this game
Nothing is ever the same
Nothing is ever alright
I won't make it through the night

All the players lie and cheat
Why can't I admit defeat
Why can't I just quit and say
I don't want to play today

There is no way to win
My patience has run thin
Why Won't this ever end
My life will never mend

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