I don’t wanna be the loser

I don’t love it,

I remain isolated,

at the margins of society,

where others want me,

I do not care.

I see life,

that I would like

experienced by others,

I do not care.

I, I want to create

My destiny.



Nobody believes it?

It does not matter.

Everyone else has given up,

not me.

I, to be a loser

I’m sick of it.

I want power,

I don’t want to be doing things

that I don’t want.

I’m sorry,

but I don’t care,

to be considered,

between the last wheels of the wagon.

They told me

That I am “too ambitious”.

Fuck it

someone has to do it.

I think to see,

the black sheep,

like me,

everyone is afraid.

But I’m not even a sheep,

since I think different.

I can do it,

regardless of my physical appearance,

and from my bank account,

I come to get you.

All that

Which is up to me.

The loser,

wants to be a fucking winner.

Italian version: https://loscrittorevolante.com/2021/07/11/poesiaperdente/

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