The playing field was leveled, but we got a round.
Initially, the game that wasn’t was meant to be fair.
We ended up with fairs,
where all the games are rigged.
The darts are dull, and the balloons are made of steel.
And yet, we like to believe we are pretty sharp.
Risks were born to be assessed.
Stubborn asses, aren’t we?
Gambling away with one goal in mind.
We will not give up our position.
Born to lose are we who see
life as a game full of chances.
We only get one chance,
one soap bubble.
Don’t blow it!