I was just a flash in the pan
And I refuse to believe that
I can bring home the bacon again
You may call me a drunk dame,but
"Winners fail until they succeed"
is a myth,and
I am a failure
And the realization has only intensified
Once upon a time
I was a strong girl
But this is no longer true
Hope is an obsolete notion
Desolation awaits me
I do not concede that
I can fathom whatever I wish to
In the future,
Melancholia would be the maxim for me
No longer can it be said that
I can create my own sunshine
It will be evident that
I am a lackadaisical and my existence is an otiose undertaking
It is foolish to presume that
I AM A FOUNTAIN OF OPPORTUNITIES!!!
And all this would have been a reality but I opted to read it bottom up....
And I refuse to believe that
I can bring home the bacon again
You may call me a drunk dame,but
"Winners fail until they succeed"
is a myth,and
I am a failure
And the realization has only intensified
Once upon a time
I was a strong girl
But this is no longer true
Hope is an obsolete notion
Desolation awaits me
I do not concede that
I can fathom whatever I wish to
In the future,
Melancholia would be the maxim for me
No longer can it be said that
I can create my own sunshine
It will be evident that
I am a lackadaisical and my existence is an otiose undertaking
It is foolish to presume that
I AM A FOUNTAIN OF OPPORTUNITIES!!!
And all this would have been a reality but I opted to read it bottom up....