Body/motor responses hesitating

Soul/ego shaking

Blur between daydreams and awakening

Loss of control and perpetual

Sense that luck and light are fading

No more ruminating

Shake the strife off your life or keep on waiting

That's my situation

Can't escape 'cause to run is degradation

No expectations

Still I fight to bite temptation

Got to be brave as I unenclave

Find the prize is my fixation, I'm

Still holding onto my pride

Is this the shine of a wine-toasted victory

Or is it just a sad bitter sigh of defeat?

I'll take it either way

If fate is just a play

I'm tying the strings up starting today

Sound the chime, golden time

Steal perfection in its prime

Take your place, poker face

Ready for the race

I will choose to refuse the illusion

And shatter the nightmare

Faking tame, pressure game

Win or lose it's all the same

Pay the fine, border line

Hapless to divine

If there's any how many and when

Will these games find an Ender?

What's the last thing I want to surrender?