There have been numerous times when I have been hit
When thousands felt I was the only one unfit
But I know it is all a bullshit
Till all the problems stay
And I wait with perseverance for my heyday
As I know that even Rome
As tears well in my eyes making it sore
And pain in my heart to its core
My mind repeatedly asks why did lady luck choose me to ignore
As repeated rejection dampen my pace
I muster every iota of courage to stand and face
As this storm of illfortune will only subside with my blow of vengeance
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