There used to be a guy
He had a simple wish
He never had hopes too high
No real dreams too!
Friends found him funny
Women found him a waste of time!
His bosses found him a waste of money!
His parents had given up long ago!
Why did he choose to be so
Don't be under that illusion.
Ever waking hour he hoped to let go.
Non achievers wish they could achieve too.
He used to get up every morn'
Today's gonna be 'the' day, he'd declare.
I'll show some guts, he said with scorn!
Every evening he'd smile his pain away.
A life so mediocre, a life so ordinary
Life lacking purpose, the years pass by.
No tensions to speak of, not much to worry.
And so it went on, time plunging ahead.
No one seemed to remember his birthdays.
Nor did anyone cry the day he died.
A life so ordinary.
A life so misspent.
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