I am reaching for the medal,
I see it now,
My feet are on the pedal,
A man is in the middle,
Voices in my head are all forgetful,
I’ve always known what I do,
Never been unstable,
Exploring the world before I settle,
Coping not by drinking or smoking,
I am sick of lies those people are swallowing,
My name is my word and my love is a girl,
I have nothing against trans people,
They have their place in this world,
I am not that into politics,
Too much propaganda I encounter,
Too sensitive people on a banter,
Englishmen are lawbiding people,
I like soccer especially Liverpool,
When I open my mouth I meet obstacles,
My jackets are unwashable,
As I’m writing this I feel a pain,
Pain of love for writing,
Now it’s not the same,
I hope you have a plan in life,
I wish the best for you,
Good night,