The End

This is the end, just not how I desired Defeated in a game I played alone Yet I am not allowed to shed a tear And there's no one to accuse but me. I don't despise the loss I bear I despise your victory, shared with someone else I would have given you every win If only I were there to share it. Not even a consolation prize for my loss The loser of losers, that's what I am I accuse you, though it's all my doing You don't even know my world That is why I deserve to lose. Would you have played the game with me If I had dared to ask? Would you have shared your win with me If I had dared to ask? What would have been different If I had just dared to ask? Perhaps somewhere else, sometime else We would play again I would ask you to join I would lose But you would be the prize I truly win.