SOB.SIGH.GRUNT

I’m so poor
I can be a beggar
Forever, forever if things don’t change

I’m so low I can be a door mat
Forever, forever if I don’t change

I feel like a tsunami is over
An earthquake is happening
A whirlwind is on its way

There is a pale grey boring face
Staring cynically at its own fate
Its lips so cheerless
Its eyes so tearless

I'm so sad but i cant cry a half glass full
Its just so bad, i always think its half empty

If I fail I must feel
that I was never meant to reign
If I prevail?
Oh how will I prevail!??
I’M SO FU*%*&* PESSIMISTIC!!!

This is dedicated to all you heartless cynics out there. If reading this gives you a feel of de ja vu, then I suggest you look in the mirror and say this ten times a day “Soy un perdedor”. Nevertheless, I share no emotional attachment with this piece.

- happyTotto:) :) :)