Loser *Not finished*

Say it nicely

Do you like it sweet?

Sprinkle some sugar on top

So my revolting opposition can be

Digestible

Would you like it warm?

Can't have it too hot

Or else

Your ego might get burned

Don't sit it out too long

Or your ***s to give will get frozen

Serve it lightly?

So all my layers can't weigh you down

Won't make things too heavy

Gotta keep things

Fluffy and airy

Decorated in tan and gray

Not too vibrant

Because my other colors might

Offend you

Pick me

Why you gotta cut me Down Sis?

 All for misters who wouldn't

Do the same for you

Like you're the lumberjack To my tree

All because you can't

Stand tall in your own identity

But I guess it's always fun

Until you're in front Of the

Misogynistic gun How long and fast can you run?

Because I've never known a woman

Who could out pace the bullets

An unintended self sacrifice

Was you're idea of heaven

Worth your offering?

Loser *Not finished*

I feel like I lost all my at the casino

 Gambled all of it trying to get rich

Forgot that the house always win

Silly of me to think that I could win 

I feel like the freak at the table

With the all popular kids

Outta place and weirdo

Wish I could be normal just like them

I guess heaven for a loser

Is where the underdog is on top