Fragile like a damaged, old photograph All your memories are living there The last reminders of a life-long troubled past Are just a tear away from vanishing Insane like a train out of control, off the track You cannot stop it, you can’t turn it It takes you to places you don’t want to go And crashes making you feel a near death Yes, losing sucks Yes, losing sucks I’m losing Exhausted like a frustrated marathoner You’ve been prepared, done everything you could You have the strategies, slept and trained well But you just couldn’t finish the race Agitated and complex like a teenager’s mind Full of freshness, youth and energy But no discernment to know how to use it best And often you get in trouble for your feats Yes, losing sucks Yes, losing sucks I’m losing Remorseful like a faithful sinner You feel the guilty punching your chest But you cannot go back in time To fix everything you didn’t do right Yes, losing sucks Yes, losing sucks I’m losing