But I’m not done yet

Randall Racine

I can’t be stuck.

You run off bad luck.

But I’m not done yet.

I can’t win if you don’t ever play.

How can you win when you don’t bet?

Well then I guess I just love to lose!

 

I can’t stop now.

You can some how.

But I’m not done yet.

You hurry but never get.

Where are you did you forget?

Well then I stand tall in my running shoes!

 

I can’t hear this.

You don’t hear just pretend.

But I’m not done yet.

You say all the words I never hear.

How come I can’t find the words to say?

Well then I’m to picky for you to choose.

  • Author: Rated2Real (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 24th, 2025 14:33
  • Category: Letter
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