Under Par

 


I try too hard
I'm in too deep
I'm under par
and I can't sleep.


I comprehend
that I don't know
I overspend
on what I can't own
I don't pretend
I'm not a phony show
and all that I mend
was never really broke
each breath
makes me choke
I'm right next to below
my best test was a draw.


There's nothing to bequeath
when there's nothing you own
just the empty seat
with no queen, from a throne
when all I do so need
frustratingly is fools golds  
I'm sure this means for me
that I'll die all alone.