Fatalism

It took an ex-pat to see
All my life was just predestine
And oh, what a waste
(Days, months, years and years)

Acquainted with sadness, that was me
Begging to grasp at the concept of glee
And loving the taste
(Years, months, days and days)

It's hard to look back without hate
And focus on making a change
I grow stronger everyday
Reflection is shrouded in pain

All my life I'd be unhappy
And lived it thusly awry, and awfully sadly
Now my chance is happening and I am changed
But cannot control halfway, my own brain

It's hard to look back without hate
And focus on making a change
I grow stronger everyday
Reflection is shrouded in pain

Spent so much of my living
On time wasted and self-hate

And no hope and no future
Breads unrest and disease

And no hope
And no future
Breads unrest
For me

And now I finally see the light
It's in your eyes
I feel completely
Repurposed

No room for
A misstepping
And no room for
Not expressing this



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Writer(s): Alex Clark
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