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57. Four Leaf Clover

That day,
I think it was a Tuesday,
I was at the bus stop,
Heading home as usual.
Then, I spotted a four leaf clover on the sidewalk,
It was luck? -probably not.

That day,
I don't remember,
But all I knew is I had to talk about luck,
The fame, the fortune,
No one knows that everyone who's successful had some kind of luck.
Me, on the other hand, I don't have luck,
I have the worst one in charms class, HP,
where's the phone era?

I always considered people near me to have some bad luck on them,
Because I'm bad luck...
Then, that day, it was still the same,
I don't know what's special in finding a four leaf clover,
It ain't no bundle of joy,
It just got me thinking about toys and all the random things you want life but can't have.

So, I just was so normal,
Except, I'm not normal,
I like sticking to the traffic light,
Walking with people I know,
Never want to leave home at all,
I'm just some crazy, mad person you don't mess around with.

What good did the four leaf clover do?
I woke up with nightmares in my mind.
Felt as though I wasn't as good enough as others,
Thought as though I had no talent,
Thought that I was too bad for the world,
I couldn't make it up with my lack of knowledge, but I'm not going to cry or give another sad story.

Soon, I'm going to realise that this was a beginning of something greater, it's going to be a start of something fantastic, but, in this life, there's going to be a chance for me, hope it's something special.

I never ever ever have great memories, most of my time, I spend crying or denying a fact,
I don't know what kinds of games life's playing with me.
I don't want to fool myself into thinking it was real.
To fool myself into thinking luck , for me, would be any real.

I spotted a four leaf clover,
I didn't take it back home,
I was going to board a bus,
I spotted the four leaf clover on the ground, don't why though...
Is it a sign of any sorts?
I don't know anymore,
I don't know, what luck a
four leaf clover
could bring upfront.