It seems like a man can't be happy or sad
A man can't be sappy, y'all gettin' mad.

"All you do is sit at home. Go do something."
Constructing

"Where are you? Come home."
Undertones erupting

I do this for us alone.
Even if it's all for nothing.

Let's do, explore and roam.
Even if it's all for nothing.

Live life like I tore this poem.
Like life written,

All for nothing.

-Luca Ivaldi