Game (My Best Improv)

that's what you enjoy
gas fumes, popularity, quest for money
the residue of impressing the ones you don't love
and where will that plastic smile take you?
why do you play?

more money?
to succeed easy life with shit?
ah! you're run by it!

impress others, no point
don't need anybody, don't impress
too much lost, no pay
and why do you play?

by jonsie white

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