That’s really just my luck,
Every time I get stuck.
When I go to do something,
It don’t work so I get nothing.
Why does this happen to me?
Is it a sign to show it’s not meant to be?
I want to have something done,
But the chances feels slim to none.
It’s something that I really want to do,
So why tell me no and make my life blue.
My luck is so very unfair,
Anymore I don’t even care.
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Author:
Katrina (
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Comments1
Oh, I think I know the feeling! Argh! La, reminds me of all the times I make my plans and everything just has to go awry....I say then, la, I guess I should just live life without making any plans for anything? Go figure.
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