Karma-less Me

Life is a gift, one I did not choose,

I wish I could re-gift it, refuse it,
reuse.

Just when things seem to be going fine,

something bad happens every time.

They say “It could always be worse be
thankful for what you've got”

No matter how hard I try, thankful is
what im not.

I want to close my eyes and fall asleep
forever,

or turn these gray clouds into sunny
weather.

If karma comes around and goes around,

I'm waiting my turn not making a sound.

No matter how good, and nice and
caring,

it seems like karma is skipping, not
sharing.

All I want is one lousy break,

Can something good happen for goodness
sake!

I'm sick and tired of losing every
battle I fight,

I can't stay up worrying another night.

If something doesn't change soon,

I have a feeling im heading towards my
doom.

Is it possible I am doing it all wrong,

Have I been nice and genuine for way
too long?

I can flip script on the drop of a
dime,

I can turn good to evil before I finish
this rhyme.

But that's not what I want evil is not
me,

Maybe I should let it go, just let it
be.

If there was no bad luck, I wouldn't
have any at all,

No matter how high I climb, that just
means the harder the fall.

I'm destined for failure no matter how
hard I try,

Ill just get used to being the
karma-less guy.