Chapter 8: Pessimist

I won't take a drug, I can't find I can’t find a girl I don’t like I won’t love a joy, I can’t buy I don't post the words on my mind Pessimist I wander around, I wander out, I want to bury any anathema Godot come to those who wait I Wonder a round, I want a fight or be immersed in anything Azimov Might come better wait I don’t miss the mark but I gawk and watch the mark get there first I don’t miss the mark but I stop then miss the best part I don’t fail enough to not try I won’t try, till I get it right Pessimist With no one around, no one to foul, no one to carry knows when to mess it up I can do without the games With no one around, no one to f*ck, no one to bury no one to blame it on I can do without the shame I don’t miss the mark but I gawk and watch the mark get there first I don’t miss the mark but I stop then miss the best part I don’t miss the mark but I gawk and watch the mark get there first Pessimist, no shit they laughing I don’t miss the mark but I stop then miss the best part Pessimist, no shit they laughing I don’t miss the mark but I gawk and watch the mark get there first Pessimist, no shit they laughing I don’t miss the mark but I stop then miss the best part I won't take a drug I can't find I can’t find a girl I don’t like