What would you do for it?
You’re nothing without it.
You need the nods, the thumbs up, the applause.
You’re fractured and vain,
timid and lame.
Hand it over for their disposal.
When they say no drink down the pain.
You never had it; did you?
Sacrifice yourself for the moment.
Fool yourself with your blasphemy.
Be an *** for the world to see.
But never be ordinary.
Trade in your friends.
Stop
at
Nothing