Life is like a dice game
It's all in my hands
Nothing stays the same
Trying to be the strongest in the land

The bane of my existence
Is the thought of failing
Thoughts of my childhood are remnants
Of a time when pain wasn't scathing

Ability to avoid crumble
Resistance to temptation
My power to never stumble
Success is the sensation

The pressure of this society
Deteriorates everyone around me
The best is what I try to be
Pros and cons that surround the beat

Still young with a ways to go
A flamboyant personality
Technical rambunctous flow
Authentic unescapable reality

The halo of life remains bright
Even at times it feels lonely
I never feel unneeded in the slight
Fruitless to loathe me

Writing down my thoughts
With the help of the dictionary
In the mind I'm never caught
Wordplay from the itinerary

My timetable is infinite
Never deviate from the plan
My opposite is a sycophant
Nonexistent to man

I can hear myself talk
But only in my head
Sounds like that's my fault
Better take myself to bed

But it's not a bed
It's the lair of thought
The ideas i've been fed
And the lies that I bought