Lucky

Draft 3

Draft 2

  
Digging through landfill with a silver spoon,
Somewhere down here is a chunk of the moon,
No time to sleep cos I'll find it soon,
I'm the luckiest man alive.

Wipe off the dirt with the end of my sleeve,
Never know what it'll achieve,
Feels like I'm holding a great hunk of cheese,
I'm the luckiest man alive.

Welcome the world with unnecessary flourish,
Finally have what I want to nourish,
With this in my hand I won't want for courage,
I'm the luckiest woman alive.

Draft 1

Like trying to read a wet letter,
It gets worse before it gets better.
Feels like it's been forever,
I'm the luckiest man alive.

Digging through landfill with a silver spoon.
Somewhere down here is a chunk of the moon.
No time to sleep cos I'll find it soon.
I'm the luckiest man alive.

Fifth time this week that I've run out of steam,
I know where I am but don't know where I've been.
Raised over mud like a Royal Palanquin,
I'm the luckiest man alive.

One of these days I will live for myself.
Spend all my energy on my mental health.
Make space for my gender to come out of stealth.
I'm the luckiest woman alive.

— ML