To question who you are,
One moment everything comes up roses,
And nowhere is too far,
It seems the world is open up to you,
People want you to win,
Though you don't now, you will have success soon,
You deserve it after much exertion,
Then the next moment when nothing has changed,
You start to look around,
Nothing's been handed to you, as of yet,
No one's making a sound,
You ask yourself,
When will you get your due,
You cannot help repeating to yourself,
Somebody somewhere must owe it to you
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