Player 2?

Living everyday the same this game of life is on repeat.

Continuing my campaign alone in my brain at least I don’t retreat.

When I’m motivated I get extremely concentrated then I can’t be beat.

Foundation breaking crumbling an shaking somedays I’m a mess.

Some occasions give me conversation with myself wondering is that a test.

Concentration is key I have a personality combination of 3 an they never rest.

Praying saying to myself I don’t need anyone focus on you’re wealth.

These snakes slither in stealth acting bitter trying to lower you’re health.

Cutting off quitters, haters an doubters

Shutting off there draining toxic powers.

While they dry out in the garden my stem hardens an I blossom like a flower.

Most people see change an cower I’m always hungry negativity I devour.

But someday I hope to find my player 2 on the way of this game called lifetime.

Someone to grow old with love an hold them if they are cold in the night time.

To wake up in the morning roll over she’s so adorning smiling it could be so nice.

Nowadays its sad to say chances of having a successful relationship takes a price.

Seems impossible everything’s optional you have better chance of hitting snake eyes in dice.