52: The Mix

Set down the beats: your mistakes are perfect
the critics' acclaim is not in denial.
The luck that was fished out belongs to you
and your humble wayward soul.

Still, we need to be classified
and we can't have you here mixing palettes of sounds
and expecting nothing from no one.
Aall rest still follow, but you follow them, too
into that drowning faith
that gathers the millionaires and locks out the gates

It's too bad that you're not into it, I am torn
between what you wish, and what I want.