You judge me,
I�m in disgrace.
You berate me,
Convict me,
Then dismiss my case.
Wash your hands of me,
Pull the plug,
I sink without trace.
I fall down,
Try to catch you,
But can not match your pace.
I take a few clich�s,
And throw them
Into your sweet face.
Life is a pack of cards,
I�m a lowly two,
Dreaming of being an ace.
MUDCROW
