I woke up with faith in Bitcoin,
But the chart turned into a devil's thumbs up.
I bought high, sold low,
Now all I have left is the booze.
On Binance, I clicked without thinking,
"Go long or short?" — I went to bet.
The market laughed at my audacity,
Liquidated my soul and my joy.
But I stand firm, true trader,
With memes, coffee, and a bit of biscuit.
Because in the end, between profit and pain,
