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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 . . . -_-

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Date: 10/31/2019 9:53:00 AM
This is a sad one. Unfortunately I can relate to the words. I hope you have found people who can celebrate you. Hugs Rick.
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Indiana Shaw
Date: 11/2/2019 6:51:00 AM
My pen, my lethal weapon . . . ; )