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Blown off course it's a crime
when i have been making such good time
i have dreams and the will to succeed
but i get scuppered more times than you would believe
i had plans riding on it
now it seems it's all going to turn to ****
Why oh why
it never goe's right
one thing after another
a whole load of bother.
Why must my plans fail and die
never having a smooth ride
can't remember the last time
when i held my head high
Remember the days that have past
reminding me that i always come in last
nothing new there i should be realistic
i must be cursed i pray that it is lifted.
Nothing i want to remember
lots i want to forget
wondering around clueless
but i still have spirit.
Battered and bruised at every given turn
i'm beginning to enjoy it to much
letting trouble dictate to me
no defence up to save my sanity.
Nothing to believe in
it's just a waste of effort,
the temple iv'e built is crumbling
and i'm the one being hurt.
Tremble and quake in my shoes
unprotected an easy target to be abused
ready and willing though i am falling apart
i want to live life but can't get back to the start.
Theres somethings i would do differently
though i know there is time to change my future
though now i am out of my comfort zone
i know how to paint a pretty picture.
Forced into submission
time to reflect on my strategy
all that i desire for myself
can and will be achieved.
Believe in myself and take a new road
delivering me out from the old.
Jump into fashion wearing a smile
if i'm going any place
have to get in style
only suprise will be i won't fail
thrown again off the rails
and having to bale.
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