Life's Underdog

LIFE’S UNDERDOG I have a rival me, my bruv, with my parent’s that made three Who took it upon themselves, never to see the winner in me Every game played, accolades were given every time they won Every time I won, I soon came to find there for me were none I never quite understood why it was that if I won it was so bad Even to this day nobody is ever happy if I ever win, it is so sad I thought I needed to improve more, show ‘em what I could do So improved all my skills and passed the best *ss job interview There were no accolades for me, just a what a selfish lass I was Never gave a reason, so I never found out the reason, because My years have been all wasted, to remain a prisoner in this fog For some reason I’m supposed to be a nobody, life’s underdog If I hung myself off a tree, from you there would be no remorse Seems to me that this should be nothing but a matter of course I would really like to oblige you; it seems if all would for the best I would be able on this earth; to maybe find some deserved rest But I am sure you would come with spades and dig up my bones To take away my last happiness so you could be the happy ones Indiana Shaw . . . -_-