10/15/09 (silly sad song about what was to come)

i am a tailor of the saddest kind because the things that i create will never be mine a life of leisure a love so true a family, a career and to sail the ocean blue my hopes and dreams i sew and weave my plots and schemes i stitch and conceive but to no avail i am doomed, i am cursed, i am fated to always fail so i keep on dredging on through the night and with each passing day i construct another plight another aspiration! cursed with misfortune! but you my dear, will be my biggest disappointment because you fooled me to think i could be loved when i couldn't i could have called this from the start, but i didn't