Who am I?

Twisted Life

Twisted life, that mixed the lines,

Why did you do that, cause it grew me spines?

Dear life who are my master,

I hope to be your servant disaster!

I hope to enjoy the saddest part of life,

But also the best and prettiest smile;

I hope to love everything that looks at me,

And to hate everything that refuses me

Oh twisted life, you twisted my mind too hard

That I’m blind and can’t see the last yard

But when the end shall come,

I hope I’ll be the one,

Who can proudly say,

That everything was done MY WAY


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