Description: DAMN MY BOYFRIEND TO HELL FOR GETTING ME TO THINK ABOUT ALIENS
hands of fate -------------------------------------------
the hands of fate decide my future
they even find me the "perfect" suture
They see everything I am supposed to be
and they tell me not to worry
about what is to happen in my life
that all that goes wrong and all the strife
will lead to greatness and so much more
though for the longest time it'll seem a bore
but I should not worry, that they say
They tell me I will be okay
Then I tell them the vision I had
About when I turn 25 it's bad
Even more so to me because of my health
But they tell me that I will come into wealth
They tell me that the "perfect man"
is nothing like the way I am
That he is country born and bred
I made a joke and asked if his neck was red
they did not think that I was funny
they tried again to speak about money
I do not care about the moeny I say
they don't care, although I may
The hands of fate control my life
they are filling mine with so much strife
I think that they are failing in
all the things I think are alien
Submission Name: hands of fate
