It seems every decision has been wrong,
Though many seemed good at the time.
Situations, relations ran on way too long,
Wheels spinning at the starting line.
A lifetime spent fighting city hall,
And battles I would never win.
Always feeling that I dropped the ball,
Or left it far from the pin.
Today, I know there's always today,
The page is as black as my heart.
Resuming the struggle right after I,
Go to the bathroom and fart.
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