Lottery Addict
Richard
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I buy my ticket every week,
My rational mind, ______ takes a backseat,
They say I've got no chance, ______ odds are slim,
But you’ve got to be in it, to ever win.
I see the winners on TV,
They're just like me, it could be me,
But I don't see the countless souls,
Who’ve thrown their money in ______ hole.
If it’s so easy, then why do we wait?
With rollovers stacking, it’s a tempting bait,
A win ______ change my life, I believe it’s true,
But the ______ I’ve lost could have changed it too.
It's a ______ on the poor, a fool's delight,
A game of ______ that fills the night,
I know I'm one, both ______ and dumb,
Yet every week, here I come.
The ______ spin, they taunt my brain,
The odds, they dance, ______ me insane,
More likely to be hit, crossing the street,
But my heart skips a beat, with every heat.
______ can’t grasp the chance, the odds so vast,
But ______ springs eternal, as long as it lasts,
We dream ______ a future, a fortune's embrace,
Blind to the math, it's a desperate chase.
I see the numbers, they blur ______ blend,
But still I play, and I pretend,
That ______ soon, my luck will turn,
But deep inside, my ______ still burn.
Yet here I stand, ticket in hand,
______ for that promised land,
Ignoring the truth, the bitter pain,
That my dreams are just a gambler's game.
I’m ______ lottery addict, chasing a lie,
With dreams so high, ______ odds so shy,
Every ticket bought, a hope anew,
______ this endless game, I see it through.