Ive never done anything
wrong, never sinned.
Yet why do things happen this way to me?
I thought by being a good person,
I would have good things happening to me.
Yet everything good that happened to me never lasted.
Its as if I dont belong.
I tried holding on,
But the more I try, the harder it is to hold on.
And in the end,
It doesnt even matter.
I had to fall,
And lose it all.
I went to church every Sunday,
Prayed sincerely to our Father.
I asked but one thing in return,
Father, please make my good days last.
Have I not prayed enough?
I tried so hard to hold on,
Yet Fate seems to have me under his thumb,
Playing with me as if I was a doll.
Still I didnt give up.
I believed fate is in my hands,
Yet again and again,
The things I really loved slipped through my very own hands.
As I watched him fell,
Its like nothing else that I ever felt.
Its like Im the one falling.
I thought it would finally last,
But again it seemed like another of Fates tricks.
It slipped through my hands,
Fell before my very eyes.
Why did it have to end this way?
- Dedicated to Ann, King Kong.
