Its is said that beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder
So goes the consolation for the one who must live with his ill fate
Its no one’s fault dat he made the wrong choice
Options abound even in the frozen covens of the morgue
Yet he made his unfortunate turn,
what were you thinking? Every one asks.
When I look at you, I envy the one who gets your head
He is one heck of a lucky guy
Its just sheer luck, not many can deserve this abundance of grace.
Gonna miss the daily anticipation to see this face
Gonna miss more importantly the boldness to walk away.