I never knew being so imperfect could have its disadvantages,
Last time I checked people were still taking the most advantages,
I've come to realize that maybe it's not me but this place that surrounds me,
Bad luck seems to follow me wherever I may go,
They told me to not worry, "just go with the flow".
Life has already taken me past the road I wanted to travel,
Can I still change things? Is this possible to fathom?
It seems the things I want I can never have,
The things I don't want are always up for grabs,
Certainly I couldn't have been cursed with such servitude as this,
My mind numbs with the pain of again being one day without this certain blissful happiness,
Changing times: they neither feel nor hear any rhythm,
I wish I could be cured of this cursed loneliness,
I bid you farewell cursed wretched life, for you I no longer strive,
I'm happy with myself no matter what they may think or say,
It's me I have to deal with not the immutable force of "they".
Change me not, this place, this world can no longer do,
I may have changed, but I'm still unchangeable to "you".
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