The Loosing Game
Did you just look upon my chubby face?
And thought let’s give her a chase
She is just a fragile flower in a vase
Let’s give her a taste of being waste
Just don’t try to execute your plans in haste
Cause you haven't seen me in my natural state.
Did you just see my five foot frame?
And thought let us frame her for shame
Oh! She is excellent at the loosing game
Well if you don't change your ways
You better start counting your days
Alas! You haven't known me always.
Don't you dare wake the monster in me again!
My neurons are fighting like gangster in my brain
Many a heroes I have slain
I will blow you like the husk of the grain
You better take your hands of my lane
Or you will be fighting the devil in vain
You have seen only the smile I have worn
Not the heart festered in stone
The moment I was thrown into school zone
Cannot tether two letters together, my brain torn
I was scorned, could hear people moan
But at last adorned the academic throne
Oh soon they took shots at my looks
And bullied me with their mean hooks
They were just entries in my joke books
Soon bested them at their own game
But regretted the girl I became
And gave up that lame game
My decision might go on a hiatus
So beware of your current status
Don't you dare wake the monster in me again?
My neurons are fighting like gangster in my brain
Many a heroes I have slain
I will blow you like the husk of the grain
You better take your hands of my lane
Or you will be fighting the devil in vain
Cause I am practically insane
Copyright © Cindhu Claudia | Year Posted 2017
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