boy was i wrong

what shall i do oh dearie me past tomorrow i cannot see i fear above all i'll work 'till i die it seems my hopes were far too high i knew i'd be famous i knew i'd be rich i guess i was wrong well.... life's a bitch day in and day out it's all the same i still have no money no one knows my name were we all destined to be someone great? hand-picked by God or Allah, or Fate or did we all just make mistakes in previous lives unlucky breaks was it just me that this happened to? or did something similar happen to you? i guess we'll never find out why some dreams will stay dreams until we die