I keep saying it doesn't matter

But I kind of wonder what does

And how I'm supposed to feel about it

If someone else can say it better

I keep thinking I can beat this

But it's the same as a hundred times before

The circumstances never change

And I wonder what the hell I'm still doing this for

If I curl up in the corner a little differently

If I push something larger in front of the door

If I ignore them this time

Maybe it will turn out better than before

If I hurt a little more

Will it make them a little more cautious

Next time they come to the door

Or are they as dead as I feel

It's a game

Very simple

Zero Sum

Someone's lost