It all starts normally
Waking up to a new day
Bright or cloudy
You hope it all goes well
Until the end
When suddenly you hit the jackpot
And the world is your friend
Optimistic thoughts overflow
In your nerves of steel
Hoping its the time
To let your wounds heal
Sooner than later
You realise it was a hoax
Expected outcome but not a wishful one
Like the one in his deathbed, he who smokes
This is what I call the nosedive
From top of the world to under a beehive
Still knowing you were better off normal
A lesson learnt, one can all but sigh
