Thinking how unfair life is
Most of us struggle through what many just cruise by
We put in so much effort yet it never seems enough
Questions at the back of my frontal lobe are
When will it be my time. When will i get the chance
When will lady luck clothed in 4 leaf clovers pass
Watching as my life pass by like a myopic stereotypical film.
Trying to jump in but i cant. I wont. I shant
They beckon at me with their arms to join em
Yet push me away with their looks and fake smiles
Double standards in a triple storey built-up quadrant society
I’m expressing my inner thoughts but guess what
I will not spell it out like peas in a pond. no no no
Its these thoughts that when combined bond
And if by any chance you not blonde you will respond
Reply to this questionless exam that tests your I.Q
Like words in a puzzle origami or Japanese Haiku.
