Opportunity knocks

Opportunity Knocks

Oh the insincerity of truth

Looking all around but never any proof

Before you go to bed you check all the locks

But you know opportunity hardly ever knocks

Watching the condensation on the windows and doors

Wiping it off never getting applause

Dancing round your kitchen singing as you do

But no ones ever interested in you

Postman comes and never deliverers

There is no award for being lifes givers

Strutting and wobbling and dancing about

Wanting love but always going without

And then when a spark is there and excitement exists

You just back off frightened out of your wits

Opportunity knocks just once or  twice and never more than that

But you just back off and drink and get fat

Oh what are you missing oh what could it be?

Just more agonising pain for me?

It knocks the door but im a groover and dancer

Im not sure I have the strength to even answer

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sceptical guy