Story of My Life
[By:Pragathish]
Good times run fast,
Bad times long-last.
This is the story of my life,
I try to be positive,
But,its the negatives being superlative.
A glass almost empty,
This is my story,my ugly story.
Nothing goes my way,
Nothing makes my day.
Sitting in a dark,deep corner,should I cry?
Or,to meet failure,again,should I try?
It could have been,it should have been,it must have been,miles better,
I can only moan,'cause I'm already labelled a Loser.
Yet,oddly,I still hope for a change,
Oh,come on you Luck,come,onto me,clinch.
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