5. Paying to Chase | Total Failed | The unseen financial bleed of near-misses
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Cashflow and deal-risk failure. The protagonist details the constant, draining expenses of being an agent, such as petrol, tolls, and coffees, for deals that ultimately fall through. It highlights the desperation of living on the promise of a commission that can vanish with a single text message.
Petrol first before the call
Parking first before the lift
Phone bill before the pitch
Coffee just to stay awake
Every viewing cost me something
Every maybe had a price
I smiled outside the condo gate
While my savings took the ride
Buyer said the place felt right
Seller said the price could move
For once the room felt open
For once I felt the truth
No big speech
No miracle
Just two people nearly there
I drove home holding almost
Like almost paid the fare
I am paying to chase
Burning cash for a maybe
Paying to chase
Hope with no receipt
I am paying to chase
Nothing signed, nothing sure
Running after commission
That might not reach me anymore
LOF signed, I breathed too early
Deposit ready, lawyer named
I checked the commission twice
Like my life had finally changed
I almost called my mother
Almost said I had one close
Almost paid the card bill
Almost bought myself a coat
For one night I slept lighter
For one morning I stood tall
Then one quiet dinner happened
And the buyer missed my call
No table slammed
No final fight
Just one late reply at midnight
Bro, I think we wait first
And the whole deal changed its shape
Banker softened his answer
Seller sharpened his price
Some uncle said market bad
And doubt walked in twice
The deal did not die loudly
It did not fall in one clean line
It leaked through tiny silence
Until the loss was mine
Toll receipts beside me
Petrol slips across the seat
Every small cost stayed with me
Every promise learned to leave
I am paying to chase
Burning cash for a maybe
Paying to chase
Hope with no receipt
I thought I chased commission
But I was chasing air
The buyer lost nothing
The seller lost nothing
I paid like it was mine
Before it ever became real
Petrol light
Empty screen
Almost close
No receipt
I paid the road
The road paid back nothing
Parking first before the lift
Phone bill before the pitch
Coffee just to stay awake
Every viewing cost me something
Every maybe had a price
I smiled outside the condo gate
While my savings took the ride
Buyer said the place felt right
Seller said the price could move
For once the room felt open
For once I felt the truth
No big speech
No miracle
Just two people nearly there
I drove home holding almost
Like almost paid the fare
I am paying to chase
Burning cash for a maybe
Paying to chase
Hope with no receipt
I am paying to chase
Nothing signed, nothing sure
Running after commission
That might not reach me anymore
LOF signed, I breathed too early
Deposit ready, lawyer named
I checked the commission twice
Like my life had finally changed
I almost called my mother
Almost said I had one close
Almost paid the card bill
Almost bought myself a coat
For one night I slept lighter
For one morning I stood tall
Then one quiet dinner happened
And the buyer missed my call
No table slammed
No final fight
Just one late reply at midnight
Bro, I think we wait first
And the whole deal changed its shape
Banker softened his answer
Seller sharpened his price
Some uncle said market bad
And doubt walked in twice
The deal did not die loudly
It did not fall in one clean line
It leaked through tiny silence
Until the loss was mine
Toll receipts beside me
Petrol slips across the seat
Every small cost stayed with me
Every promise learned to leave
I am paying to chase
Burning cash for a maybe
Paying to chase
Hope with no receipt
I thought I chased commission
But I was chasing air
The buyer lost nothing
The seller lost nothing
I paid like it was mine
Before it ever became real
Petrol light
Empty screen
Almost close
No receipt
I paid the road
The road paid back nothing