The Box

A game of cards
Your favorite star
A bunch of bullshit
I don’t know

Keep waiting on
The one true prize
The one that’s sure to make it
Worth

I held it back
Intentions lacked
The murky waters
Drenched my soul

Would you have cared
It’s nothing rare
I lay to rest, the box just
Stares

No one
Help me
I get what I deserve I know that

Too late
For this
And yet I’ll never dream of nothing other
Than another chance

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