I fought the curse
Went from bad to worse
I can’t escape
So death is my fate
I sit in the rain,
For little gain,
I rip out my mane,
In this new era of pain,
It wasn’t the first,
It won’t be the last,
But I’ll take my brake,
From this depresseing repast,
I shot for the moon,
Clutching my silver spoon
But I spoke too soon
So grant me this new era of pain
To all the others,
To loves lost hope,
Give up the fight,
And rock the boat,
That was nicely written, and it's okay hunny, the world will flip and with it a better out bring.....try with the fighter pilot again....a hundred times if u have to, it won't shoot down everytime. take care sweetheart
Hollee Brinlee