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