For a major part of my life,
I have cursed my luck.
I let her be the bitch she was,
And never gave a fuck.
Now, in the hindsight, I see,
She was always with me.
No matter how I screwed up in life,
She would get me to where I needed to be.
All I had to do, was to go with the flow,
But the skeptical me, would just wait.
Have I not done things I was supposed to do? Of course.
But always, below expectation and too late.
