Perspective, a Lovely Hand to Hold
lost opportunities
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I never had that much to say
It wasn't worth your time of day
But when these objects keep moving me
My point of view and the things I see
Like the fat guy on main street
or the price of gasoline
Every bone thats thrown my way
Is like the tail between my legs
With my nose in the dirt,
my lack of self esteem
And an assortment of day dreams
I've lost a handful of opportunities that were handed right to me oh but you saw right through me
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