I play this stupid game in my head
I play it when things get hard like things always do
I haven’t had so much in ways of good luck
I know better than to invoke good luck
She never listened to me before
I don’t wish upon good things
I call on the bad
Luck likes to spite me but maybe I will change the rules
He called me pessimistic
Because I mentioned that the bad things would happen
He did not see the fingers crossed behind my back
My fingers crossed so tight it hurt
Fingers crossed so I could win the game
The game of reverse wishes