poem for fuck-ups and the fucked-up

We've all
  seen it
    said it
      been it
        done it
          do it
have it
  want it
     need it
       want it --
we all want it

but nothing ever
   comes
   came
       will come
out of nothing, never

we all
       try
  and try
  and try
  and try
  and try
and
   fail...
try again, and
      try
 and try
 and then we
die -- if we're lucky

You might get lucky,
   you might
or you
  might not.

You might get lucky
or you might
die.