Don't ask me how these two things are connected, it's you people that have been “riding” and all.
You're not that different from a sperm; so optimistic despite how low your chances of becoming "something" are at the moment.
Every line in this poem
Might not flow and rhyme,
But I hope it makes
Sense to you over time.
A year ago, I had spreadsheets full of goal, and I would have beat myself up had I not achieved those goals
I’m sorry that you had to listen to us sing
Knowing that the lyrics weren’t meant for you