ElwoodBlues

Part Three:

I cannot change what fate has willed for me

This fate we speak of
This fate is a cruel bitch
It gives with one hand
And takes with the other
I don't understand

No matter how hard I try to attain something
No matter what price I pay
Fate will not let me have it
No matter how much I hope
No matter what I sacrifice
Fate will not let me have it
Fate will not let me have
What it so easily gives to others

What have I done to you, cruel fate?
Why do you laugh at my misfortune?

Please tell me, I cannot take this anymore!
I cannot take your cruel games!
I cannot take another 'just friends'!
Why have you willed this for me Fate!?!?!?
If everything happens for a reason, then why this?

How is this going to play out in your
Stupid fucking master plan, Fate?
How does every heartache,
Every day of sadness,
Every sacrifice, how does it help the ending?
Answer me!

Everytime you play with my head
Everytime you bring me closer
To my self-inflicted, never-ending sleep
What is it for?

I feel as like a puppet on strings
Dancing around for your own amusement
What will I fuck up next?
What have you willed for me Fate?

It doesn't matter. I needn't know
There is no way to change it
What will happen will happen
And what will not, will not
No matter how hard I try

I cannot change what fate has willed for me
I cannot refund the high price I paid
I cannot return to the glorious sea of mediocrity

What have I done?



The final Part of my mini trilogy. Hope you enjoy it, the writing really helped me get through some of my saddness

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Bauer's the man.