I won’t be able to archieve anything.
I know it, from the date I borned.

I am lucky... ...
I could just say I am Lucky.

I’m always offered opportunity.
I always catched it,
and loose it easily.

Not because of someone, something,
just me myself.
I am Lazy,
I am Frivolous.
I know it.
I claimed I cannot do it.
I hate I always blame.
I never try to change my attitude.

What happens to me?
I see it would happen, earlier.
After, I just think it is too late.

Never too Late.
She could do it.
She borns me and she could do it.

I feel very uncomfortable.
I won’t sacrifice.
I know it is loosing.
I just stand here,
seeing it fades away.