Daisies in the Ditch

Life and me
just didn't agree
and it didn't matter
all the daisies
and it didn't matter
a life built for me
because all I could see
was my own vain beauty.

But still it did matter
what everyone thought
and not once did I question
if it was for naught
and not once did I think
it was not about me
so I went on my way
in a strange revelry.

There was nothing to do -
just become rich
I knew favour would find me
despite all those blips.
I knew love was waiting
in a divine sequence
and soon enough I would turn,
and see daisies,
in a ditch.