Content.

I wished things would have worked out my way,
Things would perhaps be entirely wonderful,
If it worked out my way,
Yet, it's not for me to judge,
Not for me to say,
Not for me to plan,
It was a two way thing,
But still,
My way was better.

I'm so glad that now you look a bit more shittier than you used to,
A bit more clueless and confused,
Guessed you drained all the fun out of your name,
You're not so intact with the world after all,
You're like far distance behind from the life i lead,
And that's good really,
Because I feel so glad,
I'm content.