You aren't getting the treatment you imagine,
And I know you are struggling with the idea that you aren't the main character,
The world never being yours isn't exactly a fairytale dream,
We all want fame and money right?
You have no right to endless acceptance of your loop of excuses,
You've no entitlement to giving up,
Tell me,
What have you done?
Tell me,
When did you become God?
Mediocrity is hard to accept,
But the world is still spinning,
Tomorrow is creeping up on your calendar no matter what you do,
The real question is what will you do?
