In a world where the sun rises to set
And we as a collective are born to die
A little luck
Would go a long way
Wouldn't you say?
We're lucky to be alive
no matter our physical and emotional state
I'm sure each of you can relate
For we all know someone that today isn't alive
And that saddens us inside
For we know the truth
Luck is...
...a lie
It doesn't exsist
We each know this
But we bite the bullet of time
And wait for luck to shine
We delude ourselves into better thinking
Not realising we're already sinking
Hoping for a better outcome
Wasting what precious time we have to make our own lives better
Instead we sit around and pray to the make believe
Hoping for a little luck
That never comes.
-JLCROW
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