More Fool Me

I thought at twenty-seven,
When I finally got a decent job,
That I was sorted.

It had taken a while, so better
Late than never I supposed,
Don’t think me ungrateful.

Now, at forty-five, I’m not sure.
“Did you see me coming?”
The song says, but

I don’t know who the “me” is.
I didn’t see this coming,
Returned to the pre twenty-seven place,

I didn’t see that,
Never wanted that.
Perhaps I need new specs.

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