Zero percent.
Victory cannot be gained.
That is how the story went
And nothing had remained.
And yet I advanced.
I knew that I couldn't win.
My body rose as if entranced.
I looked up with a quiet grin.
I advanced toward victory
Would I "die" once more?
My fight was pointless to me
But for my family of four
Claws dragged across the ground.
They flew up into me.
And although I didn't make a sound,
I screamed in agony.
I reached death's edge
And I was yanked away.
I didn't fall from that ledge,
I didn't have a say.
I was brought back,
Was admonished, given shame
I was told I was on the right track
But still deserving of blame
I'm not good at a job I don't want
But like it or not, I try and try
I fight the odds, ignoring every taunt
Though I have a reason, I still wonder "why?"
They will not let me die
So I will continue to try.
It is a match between evil and I
To see who'll get tired of this lie
And finally, finally give up a sigh
Knowing that when we die,
No one will cry.