Why is my life so hard on me?
Why ain't my destiny so clear?
I watch my friends and enemies
So while they rise I disappear.
Why do they shine and why I don't?
Can it be Providence to blame?
They will be fortunate - I won't.
I will be outplayed again.
Sometimes I beat my fear and rise
And seek for glory to achieve,
But it forsakes me and denies
And I am left to face my tears.
If only I could be like them,
Beloved by everyone, acclaimed.
But yet my destiny is dim
And no one knows where lies my way.
Why?
© Copyright: Шэннон Роузлэнд, 2019
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